"The only constant is change."
Mmm... green tea. And bird noises coming in through my open window. And bare feet on Saturday morning.
Shrooming at the coast last night was an amazing sensory experience. The foamy waves inhaling and exhaling like a living creature, reflecting the warm pastel colors of the sunset. The wind everywhere, blowing dry sand across the beach like the passing of hundreds of years in a single second. The sky, huge and blue overhead, turning purple in the east where a nearly full moon was creeping shyly up over the horizon.
Somehow, the sun actually set twice, which worked out conveniently considering that I had been distracted by something shiny in the sand the first time it went down. When I saw that it had emerged above the clouds once again, I smiled and stopped fiddling with my camera for long enough to watch it dip below the horizon a second time. After that, I kept my eyes open for subsequent third and fourth sunsets, but it seemed that nature had preformed its final encore of the evening.
Also, a dog joyfully ran into me at full speed! For anyone who has never had a strange dog race across a darkened beach to shoulder slam them unexpectedly, I highly recommend it. Already giggling and beholding the world around me in child-like awe, I watched the dog bounding across the sand in my exact direction. Ears and hair flapping in the wind and a giant smile on its face, the dog collided with me like a defensive tackle trying to take down the quarterback on a football field.
It was casual insanity of the highest order.
I laughed until I was almost in tears. :)
And now, home again, it is time to remind myself of the meaning of the word responsibility by once again opening my neglected textbooks. Graduation is in exactly one week, and all I can really say is "holy shit." After five years spent working on this degree, I am 100% ready to don the ridiculous four-cornered hat and receive my diploma. And the next two years of my life are definitely going to be amazing... but everywhere I look I see things and people that I will miss, which leaves me consistently somewhere between ecstasy and sadness.
Pero asi es. Sin cambios, no tendriamos una vida verdadera. Existiriamos dentro de una foto quieto e inmovil. Son los colores, los sonidos, el movimiento constante que arrancan la alma y nos da las experiencias vivas.
All you can really do is smile, lower your head, and trust the process.
Namaste,
Jacki
Shrooming at the coast last night was an amazing sensory experience. The foamy waves inhaling and exhaling like a living creature, reflecting the warm pastel colors of the sunset. The wind everywhere, blowing dry sand across the beach like the passing of hundreds of years in a single second. The sky, huge and blue overhead, turning purple in the east where a nearly full moon was creeping shyly up over the horizon.
Somehow, the sun actually set twice, which worked out conveniently considering that I had been distracted by something shiny in the sand the first time it went down. When I saw that it had emerged above the clouds once again, I smiled and stopped fiddling with my camera for long enough to watch it dip below the horizon a second time. After that, I kept my eyes open for subsequent third and fourth sunsets, but it seemed that nature had preformed its final encore of the evening.
Also, a dog joyfully ran into me at full speed! For anyone who has never had a strange dog race across a darkened beach to shoulder slam them unexpectedly, I highly recommend it. Already giggling and beholding the world around me in child-like awe, I watched the dog bounding across the sand in my exact direction. Ears and hair flapping in the wind and a giant smile on its face, the dog collided with me like a defensive tackle trying to take down the quarterback on a football field.
It was casual insanity of the highest order.
I laughed until I was almost in tears. :)
And now, home again, it is time to remind myself of the meaning of the word responsibility by once again opening my neglected textbooks. Graduation is in exactly one week, and all I can really say is "holy shit." After five years spent working on this degree, I am 100% ready to don the ridiculous four-cornered hat and receive my diploma. And the next two years of my life are definitely going to be amazing... but everywhere I look I see things and people that I will miss, which leaves me consistently somewhere between ecstasy and sadness.
Pero asi es. Sin cambios, no tendriamos una vida verdadera. Existiriamos dentro de una foto quieto e inmovil. Son los colores, los sonidos, el movimiento constante que arrancan la alma y nos da las experiencias vivas.
All you can really do is smile, lower your head, and trust the process.
Namaste,
Jacki