Living & Other Fun

From 5 December, 2006

There’s something to be said for meeting the Sun on the beach in the morning. Pure Energy. Peace. Renewal. Opening myself to whatever happens today and every day. Allowing myself to be.

I learned some things this morning. Most of them probably have a high “Doh” factor.

The really big holes in the sand are from really big crabs.

The smaller holes are from smaller crabs.

Fishing nets are really heavy.

Jellyfish have a very high icky factor.

Estuaries have fish, cool plants and lots of birds.

There’s a lot of plastic and junk on the beach but there’s a bunch of really cool stuff too.

The people here are really friendly.

I can walk on the beach with my top off and no one cares. As a matter of fact, no one really seems to notice.

The sand ranges from really fine to really coarse. The finer sand is along the shallower parts of the beach and estuaries. Really coarse sand is found at the rocky areas.

The rocky areas are the best place to find chunks of coral.

If I walk and concentrate on the sound of the ocean I can clear my mind very quickly and hear one clear voice, or nothing at all.

The anxiety I feel when dealing with my ex husband is born out of my expectations. I expect/hope for kindness but he always manages to put the blame on me or find an excuse for his behavior. When I don’t take it so personally and hand back his responsibility in a clear manner with no emotion, I am able to deal more effectively and without stress.

That some people act as a mirror and force me to see myself in a new light. Not “bad” or “good”. Just as it is. I need to STOP and LISTEN, for it is not said with malice but with kindness and Love. These are the people I cherish the most.

I’ve learned a few other things while I’ve been here as well.

You can drink significantly more and not get drunk like you do at 7000′. All without a hangover. Can’t remember when I’ve enjoyed drinking beer this much. :))

Eating fish here is truly orgasmic.

I have been offered a place to live….

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