The sun is my friend, not my enemy. My skin absorbs sunlight and darkens because it reflects the sun’s intensity. The darker I am, the brighter I shine. My tanned skin is a reminder that the sun is inside me. It reminds me of my joy, playfulness, and sense of freedom.
We are either leaders or followers. Creators or consumers. Stars or fans. Rulers or servants. Neither is superior to the other. Both are vital for the holistic balance and harmony of the world, and so is knowing our place in this lifetime.
He was in a coma after a gnarly collision. He had a dream. A big arch stretched over a tree. Beneath the tree was a water paddle. He looked into the water but didn’t see his face in the reflection. A voice told him it wasn’t his time to go yet. He woke up and came back to life.
Air to my fire. Air completes the elements of nature: earth, water, wind, and fire. Air is formless. You can only feel it, yet it’s there, powerfully and unpredictably stirring and shifting things. Today, I felt the undeniable presence of a greater-than-life force through the big, big winds. They were alive. They were a message from the divine. I opened my suntanned arms and accepted the message. Thank you, I said.