There is divine in the daily. 

In the tears that run down your cheeks when sharing a heartbreak with a friend. 

In the salt that kisses your skin hours after splashing around in the ocean. 

In the waves that roll, one after the other, carrying power and energy and seaweed and sand. 

In the way the moon rises and the sun sets, marking the end of the day and beginning of night. 

In our own heart’s healing. 

In the whisper we say to ourselves, “I love you, and I’m listening.”

[Photo: Carlsbad State Beach in May 2019]