Sunset Surf

I have to admit, it had been a while since I had been in the water, a long while, too long…and I know something happens to me if I haven't been in the water for a while.  If I haven’t been immersed in the vitality-inducing waves of the mighty Pacific for too long, I begin to feel dull, my mind becomes more frantic, and my body feel tight and tense.  I know I should go more often, and get in, but for some reason, many reasons, responsibilities take over, life happens, and the closest I get to the water is in my daydreams.  But this day, I was going in! The water was gentle and glassy underneath me, and the sets of waves rolled in, raising me up and down, and up and down again, as if I was being gently rocked into a dreamlike state.  I sat on my board, enchanted by the movement of shapes and the incredibly beautiful vibrant color palette before me.  I realized that in every moment, even in-between the sets, when we are seemingly just waiting, there is beauty and constant magic.  Now I find, I look forward to the time between sets.  The time of intermission. communion and endless beauty.