River

I had the pleasure of wandering and stillness on the river at Earthsong.  The first time I sat on this part of the river (almost 18 years ago) there was a great blue heron.  I have been to this river and Earthsong many times since that first time - and not nearly often enough in recent years.  Today, was like coming home again - returning - life bringing ME full circle. 

Earthsong held me as she always has.  

And there - as though he has never left was a great blue heron.

I doubt it was the same heron.  I am not the same as I was that first time on the river either.  But, his presence marks again, the beginning of a new chapter and new connections.

Remembering.

Reawakening.

Returning.

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