Yesterday Andy and I took the kids to the beach. It was a rare appearance for me. (The irony of living just a few mere miles from the ocean is that I rarely get there. The price to be paid for actually having a life.)
It was a hot June day, and the water had a warm embrace (they say this isn't necessarily a good thing for June -- warmer water can lead to hurricanes). We were at the beach for two hours and I spent the entire time in the water.
Water has always been able to cast a spell on me. The ocean, a lake, a pond (but not the pool). I suspect maybe because it's like a mother's womb...warm, nurturing, protective.
Whatever it is, water just sends creative energy through my body, like waves of electricity. Yesterday as I floated, I wrote three blog posts in my head (this one included). Ideas came to me for a big project I'm working on. And I redesigned part of the gardens in my back yard. All while I was in the water.
I wish there was a way to capture the feeling and carry it around with me all the time.
I feel that way about water too. I was miserable when we lived in New Mexico with only the muddy waters of the Rio Grande. Now I live miles from the beach and hardly ever go. Funny.
Posted by: Karen | June 24, 2010 at 12:35 AM