I thirst and drink and dream of water still. Blessed with an Oregon sky full of water, the rains are a regular reminder of the sacred dance. Rivers are wonderful and flow through mind and heart, inexorable drives that satisfy while they imbue, reflect, reinforce yearning for what they are flowing toward. Nothing washes over me like the ocean. So that is where we go to hike in wind and rain, to sit quietly at great window, to run out on brand new beach and dive into the surge of salt and cold that grip the body and cleanse it electrically alive.
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Beautiful imagery and words Noel! Thank you for sharing the beauty of your world… Looking forward to more….
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Thank you for your kind words, and for stopping by Ginger. I appreciate it.
lovely of course. and Im digging the concept of a “brand new beach” (;
Changes subtle or dramatic, water’s always offering us something brand spanking new. Thanks for the visit, I hope all is well with you!
sorry for the repeat post — wrong address on the last one! 😀 Thanks again for visiting my blog!
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Simply beautiful!
Thank you Susie, much appreciated.
Beautiful–the lure of water.
One of the most alluring I know. Thank you Pamela.
Yes. You’re welcome. Have a great day!