Deep Water

I am the water I am immersed in.

This sign came with a poem by Beau Taplin about a woman drifting like the tide, torn between the safety of land and the wild freedom of the ocean.

When Astaran attuned to it he was deep underwater, so deep there was no light and no ocean floor. Cold, dark and alone, with a faint glow coming from her. When she connects with her own light, ripples of it go out from her geometry.

The dark water invites stillness. Retreat instead of making things happen. Relax into being, and feel that your body and the water are one.