My birthday weekend was colored with all sorts of twisty turns and yet there’s that certain bliss one carries throughout the day that can’t help but hold you in a state of grace.

I realized a while ago I had two birthdays – my birth date and my soul date. On my soul date, the day after my birthday, I knew what I had to do.  It had been way too long since my toes touched the edge of the sea and I had pointed my camera at constant wave action.

Long ago a tea leaf reader told me I needed to spend more time at the water to open up to the expansiveness within me.  I took her advice and found myself living in a cottage by the sea for almost 12 years.

Now I live close enough I can feel the ocean only a few miles away and I am reminded of that soothsayer’s comment as I make my way to experience that peace.

I learned this week the so-called confusions along the way help give me profound clarity and I realize I need all those bumpy parts to make my path poised to power-down the trail.

power-down the trail.