The silence, the stillness, the sound of the wind as it washes over your body. Peace.
It’s warm, summertime warm, although it’s still early here. I can feel the heat from the sand through my clothes. The sea is swearing at me for disturbing her peace, demanding her time to wash over me, spitting profanities through short ragged deeply offended breaths. I laugh at her when she’s like this, she doesn’t like it.
My little companion (my dog!) is whining in anticipation. He loves to swim, but he’s not sure enough of himself to go in alone. He’s quite a good reflection of me - so enthusiastic about so many things that I enjoy, yet terrified to do them alone. So we do what we can together.
Well, now, that was certainly invigorating!!! She rose to meet me even though I wasn’t quite ready, washing over me, taking my breath away with her cold criticisms, laughing at my gasps. But she soothes me, and I adore her. Now the sun can dry and warm me, and the sound of the wind and my snoring pup can keep me company.
Good morning all. Time for some warm hugs (coffee!).
