Thursday, June 23, 2011

At the Beach

We're on vacation in Maine. It's a family house - and our family has been visiting this beach for five generations now. There are lots of memories. Lots of family is going to be here - starting today and through next week. Family from CO, RI, MA, TX and GA. But that's not really why I've been inspired to write.
The inspiration comes from the beach itself. How it changes, and how it stays the same. How i have noticed the wildlife changing slowly, but still abundant. Yesterday, I got to see a hermit crab, who was unfazed by my close observation, as I watched the small creature try to detach a snail almost as large as the shell it inhabited.
I've been able to take time to listen carefully to the surf, to look at shells, to see the glitter of sand, to watch the small gulls paddle the sand to bring up their meal, and I actually went in the water with the boys one day. Yesterday, we had a great white heron in the backyard, wading in the tidal river.
I've also had time to read, and was able to read about UG Krishnamurti- the book of Thought is Dead/Material Spiritualism. An interesting account, some of which i agree with, some i disagree...and interesting mix and a great way to open myself to new ways of approaching life and moments.
It's a beautiful place for introspection and rest.

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