Trickle of the Stream | Jayce Robinson
Reconnecting with wild life that surrounds us, vibrations that are given off, every living thing encompasses us and make us feel alive.
Birds fly by, clouds float and drift in the sky, the tides, they bulge high then dry.
Everyday activity that can easily be ignored in the busy lives of many.
We forget. I remind myself that reconnection will come, it will come when bliss overtakes false importance.
Bliss will stabilise, bliss will slow us down and reciprocate love.
To set out on an intrepid adventure with a tent may just be the perfect tool to reconnect to the land, the ocean and the surroundings in everyday life.
A battle for time off work, the battle of change. Fighting fear of unsettling out of routine activity. So easy to be tangled up, stressed and confused over such small things.
When we stop what we’re doing, worlds that we believe are so important, we realise there is more. Nude swims and cliff jumps into glassy turquoise blue below.
I write from the perspective of being in that place sometimes, I write to those that are a little lost, those that want change, those that want to reconnect with real life.
Grab a tent and take off somewhere, anywhere. Slow it all down, enjoy the process of boiling water on a camping stove and hearing it whistle. Light a fire and stare into its hot glow.
Indulge in the night sky, listen to the bird song, the crashing of waves or the trickle of the stream and let your mind drift in and out of consciousness. Breath deep, the fresh oxygen and just let go.
Words & Images by @JayceRobinson
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