2 of 52, Year of Ocean
by justine
“Been so long since I’ve seen the ocean… guess I should”
Counting Crows
Wasn’t in a great mood when I woke up. Moon in Pisces, bad dreams, last day of vacation. Blank mind, but anxiety. How does that happen?
Took myself down to the beach path for a 2m run alone. H had Carter. I decided to run super fast, see how quickly I could run a mile. Averaged under 10min/mile which is pretty awesome for me.
On my way back I walked out to the waves… and dolphins. Jumping in the breaks, sliding through the water, playing with the birds. As I watched them, I had an inkling, a tiny voice say: go in.
I haven’t really swam in the ocean since I was rescued by a life guard a few summers ago (that’s a story for a different time). But I know that Lisa Field-Elliot swims during the cold months and there was already a woman walking hip-deep in the tide, and those two surfers waiting patiently…
So I pulled my top off and placed my phone and keys in my hat and waded in.
It wasn’t as cold as I expected. In fact, it felt glorious. The water sucked and cradled my legs, the sounds hummed in my ears, the shock of wind against my wet skin gave me goose-bumps, and the dolphins continued to jump and play in the distance.
“How beautiful” I kept saying to myself.
My mind cleared, my body calmed, my soul was light.
It was exactly what I needed even though I didn’t know it.
After the dolphins moved on, I dunked my body twice in the sandy, churning water (though I couldn’t bring myself to put my head under – it wasn’t that warm). I let the waves push me back onto shore and walked back to my things, honoring the moon in Pisces, my one little word flow and myself.
**See all of my Year of Ocean
~written January 5th 2014
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