This past weekend I was on Whidbey Island, just south of Bush Point. A place that I love. A place of love. And a place of awesome stones for balancing (like I did above) and enjoying in a myriad of ways.
It was a weekend of deep and important council with friends. To find balance. To watch a few stones fall. To cast vision out across the breadths and the depths. It was a weekend to feel the drizzle of rain on our cheeks and to enjoy patches of sun on our foreheads.
As I sign off in writing for this calendar year, and in the coming of solstice, I wish all of the above for my loved ones, the beautiful teams of people I’ve continued to work and dream with, the people who I’ve coached and who have coached me, and for myself.
Knowing that stones fall.
Drizzle of rain to refresh.
Patch of sun to warm and delight in.