(my treasures from my walk on Church Bay)
today i was having a sad day
where the tears sit just in my throat
and i find a sense of restlessness all around me
making me pick things up to read
and put them down again
aimlessly search and look for new postings new sites new new new
when what i think i need is to just be
so today i took my restlessness and the poodle for a walk on the beach and these are the gifts i found...well i was given really
i feel rewarded by finding beauty in these small and perfect things
i always take away rubbish so i feel like i trade the beach as well...
but i also feel that these treasures are offered up to me by the sea.... the place that calls to me...
they are welcome home gifts
i can't tell you what pleasure it gives me to see these gifts, to hold them, to feel their weight, or weightlessness in my hand
and know that i am part of this amazing universe...
and to know some part of me feels like i deserve it is better still
What makes you feel at home?
what makes you realise you are loved?