There is such simple beauty in the peace that comes after the storm. A few weeks of insanity, self doubt, anger and frustration culminating with me taking a stand for myself (not a new experience - but one I haven't exercised in a long time) and today I am back on my game.
I feel like I own my world again - like I can captain my ship, but more importantly, that I am good with just letting it drift. I feel like things can happen as they need to and I have proven once again that at the end of the day I will be just fine.
The same river I sit by when my mind is raging offers a different kind of peace today. The crickets and locusts are singing their songs - the late afternoon sun is warm and welcomed on the back of my neck and the first hints of fall are hitting the trees. The water is moving at a gentle pace pushing little leaf boats downstream and I am loving every second of it.
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