Tuesday, February 27, 2007


In my travels, I like to get to the beach. It is never boring. I hike, too. I like nature. I remember what it sounds like when I stand in the sand where the waves flow around my feet and rush back out.

Looking at the openess off the shore is like breathing. The waves are individual breaths, their rhythm is the energy from the depths flowing to the shore and back. The energy rocks me pleasantly and I am sure I can hear sand granules shifting in the wave that drops thousands on the beach and carries the rest toward the water.

It's psychologically cleansing. It feels physically cleansing, too, if I don't think about what might be in the water rushing over my feet. I have a pair of water shoes, but it feels good to -- even when it's cold -- to let my bare feet be covered in the refreshing rush.

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