power spot
Does everyone have a power spot somewhere on the earth that somehow heals them, washes away the smallness of everyday problems and conflicts and re-balances them?I'm lucky 'cause I do. And, here are a few pics from my trip up north - to my power spot somewhere off Highway 17, north of Sault Ste Marie.
Only the locals know about it.
Its unofficial name is Pebble Beach.
It's here I want my ashes released after all the good working bits of my body are used by someone who needs 'em.
And, yes, that's right - there were just my and my lover's footprints that day.
It was beautiful to share it with her...
I'm so glad you came with me, my kokoro.
posted by dykotomy @ 3:01 PM
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Lovely. Thank you for sharing.
thanks ames!
I wish my power spot was more easily accessible - alas, it's very far away and costly to get to... *sigh*
where is it, S? do you have pics?
January was an especially beautiful month for me, because it was then, that I found my power spot. Believe it or not, it's a spot on the U of T campus called the UC Quad. What I love most are the trees. When you walk in you are surrounded by stone structures as tall as the sky. But even taller are the trees, making these stone buildings seem like a blip in time. These castle-like buildings were built 100 years ago and yet they are not nearly majestic as the trees. Not only are these trees taller, but they are rooted deeper; deeper than anything any man could create with his bare hands. That, to me, is power!
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