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 this past weekend. My next few posts will be a reminiscence of those couple days in an effort to cement that simple experience into my cells.
The sun rises early on the Atlantic on the first days of June. By 5 a.m. it looks like noon and the sun hasn’t yet made its appearance. There is nothing to block its light so it just brightens up the whole darned sky. I’m not complaining. It’s just different than waking up in the woods.
Take a moment and imagine it for yourself. Slowly, gracefully, confidently, a soft ball of light emerges…
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