I sit with the tides. Shifting. Changing. Altering. From high to low, low to high. I’m in the midst of it- that period of time known as slack tide. Everything seems to pause briefly here, before continuing on with the ebb and flow. It is a time of transferal.
Slack tide doesn’t last long, it’s a fairly quick resurgence. And despite the lack of bold visual clues, one can feel the energy shifting. It’s a fleeting time of stillness, silence, and acceptance in the water. All of the elements are settling in, doing their parts to welcome the next tidal phase.
A surge of energy begins rushing towards the shore, incoming tide takes the stage, causing the flow of waves to pick up. With additional energy behind them, yet still enough sandbar in front of them to break on- the most beautiful combination has surely aligned. It’s time to enjoy it. Enjoy this ride.