There are some places you can visit and there is no need to return. There are other places you visit and you can go over and over and over again. This type of place offers respite and beauty – where you can hear the whisper of the wind, the wings of a bird as it flies above your head, and watch as the earth rises up to meet the sky and back again. It’s where you can rest in the place of crashing waves, pine tree trails, and ocean buoys singing. This is the type of journey where day blends into night and the night stars guide you home. Maine is one of those places for me.
Since 1996, I have traveled to Maine because I love the beauty of the mountains and the ocean. I love seeing the sea and standing at tree level. About every three years, I go to Maine for vacation. It’s the type of vacation where I usually end up hiking many trails, climb up hills and rocks, meditate, read lots of books, and walk for hours. I often find myself drawn back to Maine. There are so many parts of being there that draw me back – the hiking trails, ocean waves, eating lobster on the rocks, the canopy of pine trees, watching sunrises from Cadillac Mountain, bald eagles, and popovers at Jordan’s Pond. But after two full weeks in Maine this summer, one thing really stood out – the light. I realized what draws me back to Maine is the ever-changing light. The glow of the light from sunrise to sunset awakens me.
It’s the light that gives me energy. It’s the light that wakes me up and helps me sleep as dusk and dark arrive. The ever-changing light reminds me that anything is possible. I am drawn towards the light in all ways.
What places call you back home to yourself? What light are you drawn towards?
Welcome home.
This is dedicated to Lorene and all my friends who spent vacation time in Maine enjoying the beauty of the Earth