She walked away from the crowds at the summer event. She walked until the sound of people faded and the field opened up into blue sky and glassy water. Where she could find some peace. Midway to the lake, she came across a broad rock jutting out of the grass. She crawled onto it and lay down. She closed her eyes and soaked in the warmth it offered. She fit her curves into the granite’s gentle slopes and let herself be held completely by the stone. She breathed in and out, coming closer to the rock under her with each exhale. She was grateful that something so hard could feel so comforting.
It was good – good on this day of confusion – to let the earth cradle her so firmly. She would have to return to the crowds at some point soon but for now, she lived only inside of this one perfect moment.