During the launch of the most chaotic chapter in my life, I found myself a continent away from home and spinning my way through a wide range of lessons (also known as mistakes).
I'm no stranger to following my wanderlust and this night I did exactly that. I had accidentally separated from my friends after claiming a dance floor in Dublin. It was a beautiful night, crisp and cooling to my warm (post-dancing queen) skin, so I opted to make my way back to the hotel by foot.
My route brought me over the River Liffey by way of the Ha'Penny Bridge. I made my way to the center and found a spot against the railing so I could take in the view of my fellow night owls against the backdrop of the illuminated city.
This is the exact spot where Time seemed to stand quietly still and I allowed the world to catch up to me.
All the spinning came to a halt. I didn't have this overwhelming need to sprint to or from anyone or anything. No twirls of avoidance or plots of destination hopping. Instead, I just stood there and allowed Presence to walk up to me, take my hand and simply enjoy the view alongside me.
It's a moment that is both haunting and heartwarming. A single and powerful moment that I needed then as a reminder to keep Hope and one that I still draw on now to reinforce how proud I am of how far I've come.
I can tell you from experience that getting lost to get found is an amazing adventure.
:: Always from under the same sky ::
Tara
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