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Landscape of a summer beach

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I felt the air stream guiding over the exposed part of my tummy as I luxuriated on the sand.  80 plus degrees in San Francisco – a rare treat and it was edging up to Summer Solstice.  David was snoozing.  He was in recovery from life twists and turns and sleep soothed his restlessness.   Me, well I was in that space where stillness seemed to rock the outskirts and the insides of my being.

My breaths were deeper.  My actions had a new layer of kindness – for myself and others.

I closed my eyes.  Distant voices.  One man person pontificating to his somewhat inattentive family.

I was drifting.  The breeze woke me as the sun beamed on my bare belly.  Moments that one can find only on the beach.  There’s a joy smoldering in this landscape.  It’s pure.  I feel the oneness and the community of others in for simple frolic, bright sunlight and sand.  Kids seem to be at their best drooling in the sand with toys as tools guiding them to deeper depths.

yep, only at the beach.

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Blissful bumps along the way

My birthday weekend was colored with all sorts of twisty turns and yet there’s that certain bliss one carries throughout the day that can’t help but hold you in a state of grace.

I realized a while ago I had two birthdays – my birth date and my soul date. On my soul date, the day after my birthday, I knew what I had to do.  It had been way too long since my toes touched the edge of the sea and I had pointed my camera at constant wave action.

Long ago a tea leaf reader told me I needed to spend more time at the water to open up to the expansiveness within me.  I took her advice and found myself living in a cottage by the sea for almost 12 years.

Now I live close enough I can feel the ocean only a few miles away and I am reminded of that soothsayer’s comment as I make my way to experience that peace.

I learned this week the so-called confusions along the way help give me profound clarity and I realize I need all those bumpy parts to make my path poised to power-down the trail.  

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