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I went back to my beach this weekend. The one where the words drop into my head from another time and place. Inspirations falling like a heavy rain.

It seems really appropriate that when I walk by the water I feel the swell of emotions within me. The sea has always brought that to me. Of course the tradition is that water represents the flow of emotions. So being able to walk near the water’s edge can bring me very close to my own feelings. I am grateful that I have a beach to visit when I need to deal with the ebb and flow of my feelings. A way to let the water wash away the low vibrations I have accumulated since my last trip to the sea. When I feel I am clear of those energies I also find that my mind is full of new words. Forming behind my eyes are poems or pieces that inspire me to consider more deeply than I sometimes do. Consider that nature and purpose of feelings.

For me to think about my feelings with gratitude. Even the feelings I struggle with the most. I know that is the power of the sea for me. So the beach represents solid ground I can stand on whilst I open myself up to inspiration. I accept that the thoughts may come from my Spirit self. Or they may come from my Guides. My thoughts may also be the thoughts of others carried to me by the waves as a comfort, reminder or prompt. I love to let them emerge into my every day mind. Purple strands of thoughts amongst my green, blue and pink ones. I write them down to capture them before they fade away. Little wavelets being drawn back into a bigger ocean. That way I can savour them both at the time and later. Because inspiration can fade.

Many times I’ve forgotten a notebook or pen. Rushing away to get one I have felt the ideas drain back to join the sea like the water does through the sand. The beach has reclaimed the water’s secrets. But I have practiced remembering something to write with. And the sea has rewarded me with more inspirations during my time on the beach.

I am grateful for these words this weekend:

Sea wrack as tide turns back
Shells along the shore
Ancient bones as sea moans
Waiting, wanting more
Life’s gift a calm sea
Sailing onward eternally
Life is a stormy path
Through dark skies
To the shore of death
Resting in each shell
New life begins
In sea’s roar and tumbling foam
Sun rise, sun set all the same
Is this life merely a game?

Take time to visit a place of water and let your inspirations in 💜

Day 727 of my blogging chllenge

This morning I went for a walk in the forest getting in amongst the trees. It was very quiet and peaceful. As I stood in the sunshine I looked at the abundance around me and wondered why I often forget how much Mother Earth has to offer us.

It was wonderful to see the clover, moss and mushrooms still covering the forest floor at this late point in the year. The trees proving their shelter for all this growth. And the birds swooping and circling still able to forage and survive. I love the idea of an eco-system that supports all of the varied life forms it contains. And I also thought about the way we have grouped together in human eco-systems. It seems to me that we have forgotten how to shelter each other. How to provide for and sustain each other. And how many people are left to fend for themselves in the most challenging of times. Looking at the trees that had been blown over by the recent storms many of them were still viable. Because they had been ‘caught’ by other trees and propped up.

I was fascinated that some of the roots were still in the ground and the trees had greenery. They would survive to see a new spring and summer. No longer upright. But still living as part of the forest eco-system. I left the forest and went down to the beach. The tide had washed up thousands more shells. The bay supports an abundance of life as the shells confirmed. They made a carpet under my feet. Once again I thought about a sustainable eco-system. Layer on layer of shells showing me that there was a delicate balance being played out on this part of the land too. Old shells discarded for new life to begin. The sun was setting. It has been a day of rainbows. The wet sand glimered like gold in the last of the sun. Life continues.

Annie Conboy

Down 2 Earth in everything she does!

Tag Archives: beach

Beach Inspiration: Taking a Moment to Tune In

I went back to my beach this weekend. The one where the words drop into my head from another time and place. Inspirations falling like a heavy rain.

Forest, Beach and Rainbows: Grounding and Releasing

This morning I went for a walk in the forest getting in amongst the trees. It was very quiet and peaceful. As I stood in the sunshine I looked at the abundance around me and wondered why I often forget how much Mother Earth has to offer us.

The forest and the beach reminded me that I can be part of a sustainable eco-system too. If I remain grounded in the present, aware of myself as part of a community and release the fear of lack. With that in my heart I know that if this is my last day I know I have wanted for nothing. I am at peace.