~ an ode to the magic of a swing
Photo: Erynne Elkins, © 2017
I’ve always loved swings as they have me. Memories as a child whooshing into the air as I say ‘Weeeeeeee!’ My feet toy with the idea of possibly touching the sky. The momentum of swinging back and forth convinces me I can go high. High as I want. High as I can imagine. Maybe I’ll even jump on the back of a dragon.
All grown up, yes, yes, yes. The imprint of a swing is still the best. Here in New Orleans on this magical swing, the ground is swirling with spellbinding zing. Sit here a moment, two minutes, maybe five. And I guarantee, your senses will come alive. A clarity, a joy, a precision you’ve never known will reveal itself to you all on its own.
Cherish that moment and then go about your day. Give someone else the opportunity to play. Thank the Universe for making it so. You experienced a miracle that will make you glow. Shine with purpose. Walk with zeal. Get ready, because it’s about to get real. You’re well on your way to accomplishing that goal. The continuous, deliberate evolving of your soul. Namaste y’all…