its tough being both a gypsy and the earthy, grounded sort. so often i crave new horizons, both literally and metaphorically…but once i’m there, i want to hang out for a good long while. to recalibrate, to acclimate… as constantly moving doesn’t suit my nervous system.
walking last week in this new landscape in utah, i found myself daydreaming as i gazed into parched riverbeds and wondering about the unusual scrub and plant life here… i imagined myself miniaturized and walking among the bushes as though they were trees. a shift in perspective to remind me of how small i am. in this transitional time when i am also needing to be stepping into a larger way of moving through the world, it seems to be good balance. i will always be small in comparison to the trees, the mountains, the sea, the earth, the spirits…and i can’t even begin to know or hold their wisdom. more so, i’m happy to be small in their presence. to be in awe is a feeling i want to experience as often as i can.
as i was leaving the wildlife area i was walking…a large bird of prey perched on a post nearby. i drove and she followed for half a mile at least along the road – easily flying along at more than 25 mph – and then she found another perch. so we both stopped and looked at one another. she was mostly brown, muted like the rocks in which she lives, but backlit so it was hard to tell. a hawk of some kind perhaps? i am always just so amazed to be in the presence of any creature that i don’t methodically check for things like feathers on the feet. but i’m trusting this visit was intentional. it sure seemed that way. in any case, her appearance was a reminder to me of committing to new visions…
this dichotomy was not lost on me either: on that day, that amazing gorgeous day when my Jen and I brought Serendipity to life – our seaside gathering on the beach in the Outer Banks this October – I found myself visited by a visionary bird and walking in a coral canyon along an ancient seabed. Sky and sea together no matter where I go (please note the feathers on the turquoise blue of our homepage…).
Serendipity is an experience that is always a little hard to express. You know how valuable I feel retreating with kindered spirts is to a woman’s heart…and this gathering has happened every October since 2010. It is always a mix of new and old friends and faces. Each time it seems they find their inner light again…spiraling up and into new ways of being within themselves and the world. We bathe in the moonlight, warm ourselves with firelight, laugh (a lot), photograph the beauty around us (in the natural and human forms), sit in comfy chairs – coffee mugs in hand – gazing far out across the open sea to the horizon, participate in some beautiful classes with incredible women as guides, hang out, dine on amazing food, reconnect to our soul’s voice and in short, have a lot of fun! This year we are mixing it up a bit…I think you’ll like it.