I hope you never lose your sense of wonder...

Following your passions and your dreams

is the greatest gift you could give

the world. 

So many, many years ago my first visit to the beach
held for me such wonder...and fear.

I loved walking on it's sandy shores, loved the soft heat that worked itself up through the souls of my feet..loved the grit stuck
in between my toes, loved the smell of briny
seaweed, the odd pieces of driftwood that
was scattered along the way,
and the shells we would
come across.


You thought we had found Fort Knox.
Our treasures were for bartering with, stashing in  secret
"hidey" places 
and hoarding, to take out and relive the magic
of our visit somewhere in the future...
when we were landlocked 
at our home near the mountains.
  

He has made everything beautiful in its time.

~ Ecclesiastes  3:11

In the same breath of my wonderment, was a deep
seeded fear, that if I wandered to far out
I would be sucked up in the waves
never to surface again.

The crashing of the waves fascinated me and terrified me
at the same time.
I found contentment in entertaining myself
making designs in the sand,
building castles,
picnicking,
and watching out for my younger brother
who was fearless, and taunted me
in his adventurous spirit.

Every child is born a naturalist.

their eyes are by nature open to the glory of

the stars, flowers and just the 

mysteries of life...


I married a man, who was raised by the sea, but
fell crazy in love with my mountains
and so our return visits
have been few.


I'm am seasoned now, and I would cherish
a walk along a sandy beach,
submitting to the intoxication of sunshine and water
and a gentle breeze brushing across my cheek,
water lapping against my ankles
as I seek a perfect place to spread out a blanket
with beach chair, umbrella
and a good read.

 

Live your song~