Tam W.
Bio
30; Boston; A golden wombman.
In appreciate of all the beautiful earthly things around me.
IG: @tamarahtheterrible
Stories (3/0)
Roaming in Nature
As I reflect that the world is collectively almost through the year, I think of the consistent metaphor that I have used to describe what this year has felt like. Wading. Wading into a dark pool where there are no lights, no guidance, no lifeguards, no markers to tell you when you’ve reached the deep end. And you are already waist deep and no matter how scary this feeling is, one thing is for certain, you cannot go back. There is nothing there for you, so you begin to tread, and you feel the ground slowly disappearing from underneath you. You begin to slowly swim. Gently and softly, with fear in your heart but you know it’s time. The further into the year I go, the closer to nature I return. I once read that our natural state is Peace. With each passing month, my gratefulness in Mother Earth has been enriched. In this time, I have been able to stroll aimlessly, stopping to take pictures and respect the beautiful and uninterrupted pieces of the world. I am allowed long moments to think about where I have been and now where I am going, in this pool of uncertainty.
By Tam W.4 years ago in Motivation