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Your Top Five Grains of Sand

I was listening to the ocean the other day send wave after wave my way. The sound and the sight terrifies me. That good sort of terrify. The kind that both refreshes in its vastness and humbles with its power. And at night?


Staring at the sand I was imaging all the grains as people working together to carry the weight of the incoming waves, crash after crash, tide after tide, day and night. Even more it struck me how each particle of sand relies on the few kernels surrounding it. Those five or so surrounding grains of sand may be the most impactful in any sand grains life.


They support. They protect. They smooth off rough edges. They build up. They rotate positions to block wind and water. They may only be together for a season. And they're humble enough to be a part of something bigger. Yet confident enough to know their role on the beach matters.


Q. Who are your top five deep relationship connects? Who do you trust, I mean really let into your inner world with the good, the bad and the ugly?


Q. Who are you sharing those divinely terrifying moments with under the weight of waves and stars? Who are you co-creating life and art with?


We need our top five or three or ten. In the same way the ocean terrifies with that divine terror, I'm convinced deep friendships offer the same impact.


Melancholics, you need a couple of partners to earnestly run the creative race with.


Sanginots, you need a handful of soul-deep mates to lean on within the crowds you're connected to.


Some of us may 'do' art alone within our creative spaces, but that doesn't mean we should be living our creative lives alone.

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