Tuesday, April 1, 2008
Happy April Fool's Day!
I am hoping I still have a reader or two who checks in to see what's new! I seem to be settling into a routine of a couple posts per week and I am fine with that for now. I spent some time at the beach today, reflecting and observing and came up with the following I wanted to share.
My ears hear pieces of conversation, buckets being put down, waves rushing towards the shore, children shrieking and a soundless wind that only I can hear.
My skin is warming in the sun and my hair blows past my eyes, pages ruffling in the breeze and my pen marks the lines in my notebook.
I taste the salt of the ocean and the coffee I had before, I taste the white foam like lacy sugar.
I see silver reflecting off olive green water, weathered gray planks with rusted metal nails, birds gliding above the water, then diving and floating on the ocean. I see a world beneath the surface I can barely imagaine, at once terrifying and fascinating me.
I smell ocean smells, salt and clean air, sandy smells, grease from the nearby reasturant, water on feather smells.
This brings me a feeling of being home. Of being full inside and content. Of feeling very safe and in the presence of something most sacred and honorable. I am home.