There are days when the heaviness of life can catch you forgetting an important truth. There are days that you remember as an afterthought. There are days that you feel it down into the very cells of your being—but not often enough. It’s easy to forget and it’s imperative you remember:

You are powerful.

You are the breaking of the waves against the sand.

You are the sunrise and the sunset.

You are the seagulls calling and the wind soaring between feathered fingers.

You are the zillion grains of pounded rock and shell, floating dust piercing the air.