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Letting a Conversation Be
Some conversations find their own course, leaving a mark that leaves no further trace.
“Muddy water is best cleared by leaving it alone,” -Alan Watts
The Driftwood’s Quiet Wisdom
Some moments drift into your path, fleeting and profound. Free from expectation, they carry their own magic, reminding us of the quiet power of presence.
I remember one such moment on the Sonoma coastline during a time when my heart sought stillness. The ocean stretched before me, vast and infinite, offering its steady rhythm as a reminder of life’s constant motion. As I walked along the shore, I noticed a piece of driftwood wedged into the rocks, smoothed and worn by its journey.
I stood for a while, wondering where it had come from and how many tides had carried it. Its surface, polished smoothly by water and time, seemed to hold the echoes of countless journeys, shaped by forces both gentle and fierce. The driftwood reminded me that, like life, not everything needs to be held onto to be meaningful. Some things are most beautiful when left exactly where they land.
A Van with Secrets
Lost in this reflection, I noticed a van parked along the road. Its exterior was weathered, with peeling paint that hinted at old…
