Fabulous descriptive writing, Vicki. Takes me back to Brighton, to the wild West Coast. And the emotion-stirring rhythms of waves. It's also so good to read a geographical description of Auckland, (that doesn't feature traffic, crime or cafes). You've beautifully described the Auckland I love.
What a lovely post. It used to be forests for me, but has become anywhere, when I stand still inside myself. It can be forests and field, sunsets and sunrises, or busy streets, or traffic full motorways on wet dark rainy nights. As long, as I just stay still.
Oh yes! I love that Lucy. To be able to find that underlying stillness in the midst of busy streets or traffic-filled motorways is truly a Jedi-level skill 😀❤
Yyyyeeesssss!!! I have several spots that call to me over the course of each week, each month, each summer and each year. From daily walks to the lake to hiking on the weekends and over the summer, to trips to my Sacred spot, and the ocean requires me to visit at least once a year, which is usually accomplished by a two night solo trip, where I fast and spend my time walking for hours along the beach and doing whatever I feel called to. XO
The ocean feels the same for me as well. In my therapy office, I have a picture of the dunes and the sea and it is so calming, tranquil. Thanks for your beautiful words.
This entire essay is so beautiful and deeply resonant, Vicki. Truly. All the hearts. I too consider the sea my most potent medicine. The sound of the waves, the immediacy of impermanence, the smallness of self there. It's like: Here it is. Here we are. This is everything.
Always the ocean for me, but I have never - not yet! - lived near it.
The title of your post was a welcome distraction from writing painful thoughts about rejection/abandonment, I thought you were going to tell me a human love story. And just like ALL wise teachings I am encouraged to look for the “calling” from somewhere, something larger than a human - or if human, from myself. That’s the good news, but I might just indulge in a romcom this evening to soothe the younger part of me that’s hurting!
Thanks for your comments Emma and I hope you find that soothing today. I think we probably need both the human and non-human lovers! Though the non-human ones are sometimes the more dependable and straightforward 😄
Beautiful Vicki. The alchemy of the ocean. I love this and it’s a wonderful invitation to notice the subtle healing that is at our doorstep.
Thanks Helen, and yes - you have that immense wild west energy right on your doorstep, how wonderful 🌊😊
Fabulous descriptive writing, Vicki. Takes me back to Brighton, to the wild West Coast. And the emotion-stirring rhythms of waves. It's also so good to read a geographical description of Auckland, (that doesn't feature traffic, crime or cafes). You've beautifully described the Auckland I love.
Thanks Deborah - and yes, it was good to remember the reasons why I fell in love with this city in the first place 😊
What a lovely post. It used to be forests for me, but has become anywhere, when I stand still inside myself. It can be forests and field, sunsets and sunrises, or busy streets, or traffic full motorways on wet dark rainy nights. As long, as I just stay still.
Oh yes! I love that Lucy. To be able to find that underlying stillness in the midst of busy streets or traffic-filled motorways is truly a Jedi-level skill 😀❤
Yyyyeeesssss!!! I have several spots that call to me over the course of each week, each month, each summer and each year. From daily walks to the lake to hiking on the weekends and over the summer, to trips to my Sacred spot, and the ocean requires me to visit at least once a year, which is usually accomplished by a two night solo trip, where I fast and spend my time walking for hours along the beach and doing whatever I feel called to. XO
Beautiful ❤️
The ocean feels the same for me as well. In my therapy office, I have a picture of the dunes and the sea and it is so calming, tranquil. Thanks for your beautiful words.
Thank you Lindsey and, yes, perfect image for a therapy room 😊🌊
This entire essay is so beautiful and deeply resonant, Vicki. Truly. All the hearts. I too consider the sea my most potent medicine. The sound of the waves, the immediacy of impermanence, the smallness of self there. It's like: Here it is. Here we are. This is everything.
Thank you for getting it Dana. Hearts to you too 💙
Always the ocean for me, but I have never - not yet! - lived near it.
The title of your post was a welcome distraction from writing painful thoughts about rejection/abandonment, I thought you were going to tell me a human love story. And just like ALL wise teachings I am encouraged to look for the “calling” from somewhere, something larger than a human - or if human, from myself. That’s the good news, but I might just indulge in a romcom this evening to soothe the younger part of me that’s hurting!
Thanks for your comments Emma and I hope you find that soothing today. I think we probably need both the human and non-human lovers! Though the non-human ones are sometimes the more dependable and straightforward 😄