The ocean righted itself and the surfers came out to play!
Two days after the storm, St. Augustine Beach, Florida.
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After the storm,
sunny blue skies
and clear moonlit nights.
Still lots of wind
and the temps are chillier,
but the clouds are gone for now.
The day after Sandy, St. Augustine, Florida.
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Do you ever feel lost or scattered?
Is there really comfort in groundlessness, as some buddhist teachers suggest?
In groundlessness, there is nothing to hold onto,
no anchors…
Is that the true story?
That everything we hold onto or use to anchor ourselves
is an illusion…about to change or already changing?
Shifting like sand blowing in the wind?
If we can make friends with the shifting, squirmy feelings,
without blaming anyone or anything,
and avoid old worn out patterns of behaviour,
it is somehow grounding!
We understand better what it is to be human and vulnerable,
and we have compassion for ourselves, which connects us to others
who might be feeling lost or afraid.
It is one of those paradoxes that embracing groundlessness
can help you to feel grounded.
Tropical storm Sandy, blowing the sand at St. Augustine Beach, at A Street.
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It's a feast for some of us-
as good as it gets!
Me, I'd be scared to death!
Kite surfers, St. Augustine Beach, a few storms back!
Half of the answer to the riddle: What is the difference between a seamstress and an illusion?
An illusion seems so, and a seamstress…
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Breathe in.
Hold.
…two, three, four.
Breathe out.
Stretch…
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The English Language, being ambiguous, has a great many words
that have more than one meaning.
Bark is one of them.
And don't get me started on homophonic words.
Ok, I can't resist.
Here's a riddle, whose answer contains two pairs of homophonic words:
(Answer in Friday's blog post!)
What is the difference between a seamstress and an illusion?
"Ruff, ruff."
or
"Rough, rough."
or
"Bark, bark!"
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"Look at me, I'm tall as a tree!"
In a novel/detective story that I have recently finished reading,
the main character defends his choice not to have children by explaining that
they start out so well, being loved and cherished and protected
and then they turn into us –
adults with tons of baggage.
Is there a way to short circuit the process?
Continue the loving and cherishing and protecting?
We can only try.
The book is Broken Harbor by Tana French.
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"I know I'm forgetting something,
what is it?"
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Figures of dogs have been found in caves thousands of years old,
almost always protecting.
Dogs are top of the list of animal partners in our modern age,
yet the more we make friends with the multitude of other critters on our planet,
(and not just cats, my sweet companion),
the more friends we will have and the happier we'll be.
(My Klesha wants me to say
that cats have been depicted since ancient times as well,
and that she is not related in any way to the black and white creatures on the roof.)
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Kite surfers at the end of a cloudy windy day in St. Augustine.
From a distance, the kite looks like a giant butterfly.
Now that would be interesting…
giant gentle things flying among us!
St. Augustine Beach, almost Autumn!
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