Resting cat like for now … until another day on the beach where she can again exercise her poetic licence.
I am a creature of this earth
I make my imprints
I care not
High Tides Low Tides
washes away my imprints
I welcome the repetition
Saluting the Sun
each time, fresh, crisp and sharp
molding the sands before the next
Swell of the sea that breaks upon the shore
Saluting the wind
I never tire of this
imprints are meant to be washed away
over and over, such predictability, the assurance, the security
knowing that the unstoppable waves keep coming
intent on living in the moment…untethered
face the sun, fill up with its brightness
drink up the sky
soak up the salty moist winds
frolic silly on the sands
play
with this creature
who sprung up with wagging tail
full of joy
alert and living this Now…
Unleashing this intention to live
fully, on and off the mat,
on and off the beach.
Imprints tattooed within.
– one day in the life of a canine:) woof!
lots of sand-dollars this low tide afternoon – there’s so much wealth deposited here…in our beautiful Californian seashore.
Unlike Southern California, northern California waters are frigid freezing teeth chattering COLD; blue blood vessels popping out as your brains are popping awake!
So plugged in – grounded ! (check this out- click here.)
As a kapha, wading out of the waters, I am going to find the flow, the balance between the strength and ease, using techniques learned from yoga and then a little (big) help from all the beauty this world holds for us; in nature; in people; in their hearts.
It’s not all so bad when you stop to think of 3 things to be grateful for today. (Reminded at Alex’s) Just 3 things. Each day. Namaste:)
