A dark and rarely traveled road I craved last night after I
dropped my daughter off at work. Being
in the same town for the better part of the last twenty years, you get to know
the roads less traveled and I was craving both solitude and motion. So, I went for a drive after the sun was well
set. On a Saturday night, not many folks
were out in my neck of the woods and the darkness was broken up occasionally only
by red tail lights or bright white beams as I meandered through the back roads
headed towards the coast. It was chilly
out but the crisp air was perfect and peaceful at the same time for some reason. Against the dark sky, I could see storm
clouds moving in and all I could think was how perfect that was because the sky
would be even darker and lights anywhere would be a beautiful contrast. On one part of my mini journey, I chanced
upon a small hill and pulled over just to watch the city lights twinkling in
the darkness. I couldn’t see the stars
so the streetlights were going to have to suffice. As I was pulled over on the side of the road,
I let my consciousness expand and I could feel the energy, the holes in the
energy where no electronics were buzzing and I could feel the hum of my
city. I observed without impression
other than just feeling the energy. When
I had had my fill, I pulled in all of the loving energy from the universe I
could muster and I sent it out in gentle slow moving waves, started my car with
a silent smile and continued to the coast.
The road I was on dead ended into Coast Highway. The lights grew much brighter there and a
quick look to the right and down another small hill, I could see cars in the
distance, their head lights creating a kind of light wave as they seemed to
move slowly in my direction. They weren’t,
65 mph is not slow by any stretch but from a distance it held it’s own
beauty. When I looked straight ahead,
there were no lights except for those shining from about 3 scattered oil rigs,
one fairly close, the rest off in the distance.
How strange it would be to be on one looking at the lights on the shore
of the land. My light turned green and I
meandered along the coast. Although I
looked, I just couldn’t see the waves because it was so very dark out but I
could feel them. The coast holds a
certain kind of energy that fills a soul like mine. Perhaps its just the negative ions that are
more abundant in and around water that makes me feel so or maybe, there really
is an ethereal power generated by the undulating waves that ultimately crash
upon the shore and then gently retreat only to be recreated over and over again. I think we humans are a bit like that, we
swell, crash and retreat in all of our various relational interactions over and
over again. I observed the thoughts but
attached nothing to them…no memories, no desires and just let the thoughts be
as they wished to be.
After about 10 minutes, I reached the street that would take
me back home. I bid my farewell to the
silent darkness and beautifully energetic waves and turned the radio back up
and sang myself home. I was at peace
from my simple journey and grateful to be returning to my little home. There is a great beauty in the simple things
in life and sometimes we just need whatever it is that might fill our spirits
with something meaningful with a longer lasting energetic affect. Both driving and the ocean are that for me
for whatever reason. I find great peace
sometimes among chaos. There is always
an eye of any storm and in the midst of my locale, the ocean is that space and
place of peace and serenity. I sincerely
hope that you all find that one thing or collective of things that brings you
long-lasting peace, recharging sensations from an energy perspective and that
you endeavor to do them as a special treat to yourselves for making your way
through life on planet Earth. It’s no
easy thing, you know and the best rewards are those that leave indelible traces
in feelings in your soul. ~Blessings for a beautiful journey.
© 2013 Jaie Hart (photo, random internet find)
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