There's no place like home.
Tuesday, February 24, 2015
Walking Meditation at the Beach
Morning writing produced the imperative to walk to Pacific Beach one day. Saturday afternoon, these kites were invisible in the distance. Seabrook to Pacific Beach is a one mile walk on the beach. This day, glimmering ocean waves and flocking birds posed. Transient red, green and pink purple melted into the horizon. Then, magnificent kites emerged in their entirety. On foot, I sank into deep sand soufflé where Joe Creek meets the Ocean. Not a cloud in the sky, this day in February 2015. It was a luscious day.
