I love the beach.
I am nearing the end of a week on the North Carolina coast; truly some of the most beautiful beaches anywhere.
When I am at the beach, I have a heightened sense of connectedness.
Each day, I have spent an hour in walking meditation.
My steps have been for peace, hope and grace for our world that is facing such desperate times.
Halfway point. Stop to watch the surfer dudes. Brrrr.
Getting the full body effect: sand, wind, vibrations of the surf.
(OK, this was this summer, but didn't my kid and I build some great pyramids?)
I love to collect things as I walk on the beach. I do this by theme. All tan, all white, all purple, only rocks, only rocks with holes in them, only rocks with lines in them. Today's theme was "things that are not natural to the beach". Lots of glass and a tumbled piece of brick.
May this year bring the change that is so desperately needed.