Winds ~ coming and going, quieting and surging ~ always accompanied by the constant shushing of the distant sea...the waves and tides, winds and water. Like heartbeats ~ the constant movement within us: life.
Eyes closed ~ sounds become richly complex. Feeling wind - gentle touches of coolness, pushing at my back, spiraling in sound from one cheek and ear in a circle to the other....Winds of change, of forward journeys.
Eyes open - filled with light, the world is made of movement. Each blowing lily-of-the-valley glows, rings and is still -
under ancient, anchored firs, billowing their deep green beauty against a cerulean sky. Birds, silent in mid-day heat, return to calling, chanting in the fading evening light...moving in flight and song.
The sea ~ all turquoise, teal, blue-green and white - all impossible shades
of watery light - delicate and dense at once. What life moves within its rocking,relentless sound & motion?
The ground around my feet is filled with moss and clover, and tiny white stars of flowers - pine needles and cones, and old shells someone gathered there long ago to remember the day, connecting beach to garden.
Where the sun heats, the wind cools. Where dreams are a longing, this present moment is some small glimpse of peace.
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