Invitations from Terrapin Beach Park

In life there are these small, seemingly insignificant, almost imperceptible invitations.

Such subtle offerings beckon us to step into the nature of things, to feel both our greatness and our smallness, to listen to the still quiet voice that guides us.

We find ourselves in the beauty of the earth, the wind, and the water.

We find ourselves in long conversations with forever friends who have already promised to forgive us and show the truth of those promises by showing up over and over.

We find ourselves in the darkness of the forest and the lightness of the clouds.

We find ourselves in the beach-side orchard of bittersweet persimmons, as deeply orange as the setting sun.

Who could decline the gift of such invitations as these?