𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟖, 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟗
𝘐 𝘴𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘊𝘦𝘥𝘢𝘳 𝘛𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘴 🌊
𝘐 𝘴𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘵𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘯 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 ☀️🦶
𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘭 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘤𝘳𝘺𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘴 𝘣𝘺 𝘴𝘶𝘯, 𝘴𝘢𝘭𝘵, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘥 🌬
𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘨𝘪𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘢, 𝘴𝘢𝘸 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘣𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘳 🌊 🐚
There was a specific energy to this early afternoon beach walk, that I feel only comes around once a year.
People were smiling and friendly, waving and laughing. Walking with family, animals, or jogging alone; everyone was shining with compassion. Not one fear or anger hanging, I felt light, whole, and sure. Magic was present. ✨
Gratitude was palpable on Sullivan’s Island that Thanksgiving morning, and it goes down in the books as one that I will always treasure. ✨♥️