When anxious, uneasy and bad thoughts come, I go to the sea, and the sea drowns them out with its great wide sounds, cleanses me with its noise, and imposes a rhythm that is bewildered and confused. ~ Rainer Maria Rilke
It’s 15 short minutes from my home. I know a bench awaits me there.
Every one honoring someone who has passed, who has loved this place, set where I am sitting now. And I love that in some instances, like this one, I can no longer read the person’s name. They are now etched into the sea breeze. I can breathe in their legacy.
I walk along the shore, watching the ferry boats come and go, and wonder, where is everyone going?
I search out into the distance, but am left with myself.
I watch the seagulls fly and wonder…could I fly too? How do I catch the wind beneath my wing? Am I flying now?
I love watching the geese. They don’t worry about what their purpose is. They fly South for the Winter, and pick at the ground for worms and grubs in between. It’s clear…for them.
In these moments I can sit like these birds, perched up high, just wanting to catch a glimpse of the horizon, the breeze off the water.
I listen to the water, lapping upon the shore…shhh…shhh, and feel the truth.
Sometimes I feel like this crab I saw below the surface, trying to climb its way over the break wall. The easier way is to simply crawl around. Sometimes we can make things much more difficult for ourselves than it really is.
We can’t always see the path clearly.
But if we look into the deep, we see our own reflection…and know the truth. It lies within.
All images were taken in my favorite local place, Edmonds, WA and I applied Kim Klassen’s fabulous “dreamy flowers” to each, intending to create the dream-like quality that visits me nightly.
Linking in with Kim’s Texture Tuesday HERE. Please check into this site to see the beautiful art people are creating. Takes your breath away.
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