Monthly Archives: June, 2014
More proof of impermanence
We get a lot of “pop-up” storms here in Williamsburg. They can be short but intense. A couple days ago, between storms, I saw something big laying on the ground beside my car. It was a birds’ nest. The storm must have knocked it down. Sticks, pine needles and oak leaves. How ingenious! But, like …
The divine impermanence of it all
Once the geese flew overhead, I turned around and thought it must be time to start back toward the beach house. I saw a few more shells and other beach ornaments, but my eyes wandered toward the line of houses where I was headed. In our family there has only ever been one “beach house.” …
And as I looked up…
Since my neck was hurting I naturally raised my head and started to look up. Nothing but blue sky…but, wait…is that? Yes it is. GEESE! Who doesn’t stop and look up when a flock of geese flies overhead? Well, I do, and I did. Imagine seeing them, like specks in the distance, all gathered in …
And time stood still…
So, we got back from our dog walk/canal visit, and decided to continue on down to the beach. It soon became apparant that I was the only one who wanted to walk, so Sam took the dogs back inside and bid me farewell and have a nice walk. Good thing because this was the 30 …
Across the street
If you have a dog, or dogs, you know what it means to get up at the crack of dawn. We haven’t needed an alarm clock for over two years now. On this mindful Tuesday last week, getting up with the dogs was a blessing. After spending a couple minutes appreciating the sunrise, we walked …
Being there
I guess I could say that I am working diligently on being present, for everything. Lately, “everything” hasn’t been something I really want to be fully present for, so spending time on the beach seemed like a golden opportunity to find some sort of balance. It worked. I’m still glowing…inside. So, on this Tuesday morning, …
2 1/2 days at the beach, in slow motion
It’s becoming obvious. I need to be near the ocean. I thrive when my feet are in the sand and the sound of crashing waves dominates. I feel myself open up and let go. I want to soak it all in and hold the feeling somewhere inside forever. So that’s what I tried to do …
Standing on water
Saw this guy when I was out for an early morning walk at Sandbridge last weekend. He seems like he is one with the water. So peaceful. So dignified. Dare I say, so simple?
on the road to simplicity 