Tag Archives: Ocean

Sea Turtle

3 Jun

Photo by: Jamie Neal

Completely warm darkness, silent with the exception of crashing waves swirling sand and shells. The moon sheds a gentle light; between the vast ocean, endless night sky and the formidable moon a person feels small but grounded and whole with their place in the world. 

Wet sand squish between my toes and shells stab my soles as I approach the unmistakable signs of a turtle having finished her task and returned to the sea. Four times I passed these tracks with mounting frustration and worry that I’ve missed my chance to see one of natures amazing moments. 

Finally I spot her; fifteen feet from the braking waves a beautiful turtle with sand piled all around her, my heart slams in my chest having come upon her so suddenly. 

Keeping my distance I wait, finding a comfortable spot to sit in the sand…mosquitos swarm and feast biting repeatedly so in a moment of desperation I flung myself into the ocean. Cooled off certainly, but the mosquitos don’t relent.

The certainly of tomorrow’s misery is worth the chance to witness the turtle nesting, so I wait. 

As suddenly as I stumbled upon her the turtle has finished her task and is hastily making her way back to the ocean; the waves glide over her head and she is gone. 

Solo

14 Nov

6a725472069d2004f534b761da5c901aSince moving to Florida I’ve tried to do more things alone, and I don’t mean just watching Netflix when I’m not at work, but I do that a lot too.

I’ve been going to the beach, taking photos, walking for miles, lost in thought and enjoying the view.

The other day I spent the day on the beach then went to a few stores and window shopped, got a pedicure, had dinner alone. It was a quiet day but I need to learn to like the person I am on my own.

I’m forcing myself to do this so I don’t have regrets later…I don’t look back on the time I lived in Florida as the time I never did anything but watch Netflix. I really don’t enjoy doing things alone…I used to refuse to even go to the grocery store alone, now I do it all the time.

It is a lonely life but maybe if I’m lonely now I won’t have to be lonely later…

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Tossing shells into the ocean like pennies into a well.

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Catching up on some reading.

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Sunrise over the intercoastal

Ocean; Life

7 Jul

20140707-233145-84705759.jpgThe ocean is this huge representation and embodiment of life. The thing itself, the ocean, life never actually changes.

The tide comes in and out with rhythm, generations pass. As your sitting on the beach the world seems to fade away all that there is the here and now, the peace, light, and joy.

So many moments in life feel like that, as if time pauses and you just breath.

The waves, obvious and powerful roll toward you; you see them coming, you can prepare. Some moments in life you can see coming and prepare for but every so often the undertow pulls you back an life throws you a curve.

No matter how hard and fast you swim you do not make much progress. You are submissive to the ocean, to life’s will. In the end no matter what you do we all end up sitting on the beach watching others fight the current.