Thursday, January 1, 2026

A Release Ritual at the Beach

I tried.  I had thought about all the things I might draw or write in the sand that would feeling healing to watch the waves wash away.  But when the time came, I didn't have the patience and I wanted to get back to my birds.  I'm not even sure how much I cared in the moment.  So I wrote out his last name and the word betrayal and watched the waves wash it away and then I continued on down the beach, making my way back to the Reddish Egrets I had been watching earlier.

I don't think it accomplished what I had hoped it would.  Or maybe the planning leading up to it was enough.  Or maybe my good days outweigh the bad moments enough that those moments of anger that still occasionally come up aren't strong enough to really negatively impact me in any lasting way.

That's all I have to say about this today.  Maybe I'll have more reflections at another time when I am not as engrossed in the amazing photos I took today reflecting an experience that I will never forget.  Wow, did those Reddish Egrets really put on a show for me!  And the Snowy Plovers that are so small and blend in so well, at first I thought the sand was moving until I realized they were little birds!

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