Take some time and find your ocean this week
Tides.
I don’t know anything about the ocean really. Mostly only what I’ve imagined.
I do know though, that there are tides that come and go, and that the water within it, is vast and powerful and full of life. I know it is magical.
Earlier this week I was thinking about it, well, the ocean I mean. With little experience to draw upon, it was difficult to conjure images and as I tried, I found more thoughts to query (not solid depictions) dancing around my mind.
My thoughts (and questions) of the ocean, made me wonder how a girl on the prairie would ever hope to know it with more familiarity, more intimately really. Simply I wondered, “How do you imagine something, you know so little about?”.
And then I envisioned my creek and my thoughts wandered back to the time when I’d never even seen a creek with water running through it.
Knowing only a dry creek bed, and imagining its grasses immersed and the water flitting along the edge up over the rocks that peek out of the prairie grasses, I now walk by a creek each day.
If you were to ask me to describe it, I could easily tell you many things about it, without thinking. I know that creek, a year ago I didn’t, though.
There are some things that we are just plain attracted to, and for me, it is the ocean and the desert. When I think about the combination, I laugh at myself a little, as the two seem a disparate and extreme combination. Many things are though.
It is no easy task to find the desert and the ocean together, but I have set out to see both forms, of late. Some might even say that they are so vastly different that to find them together, would be an impossibility. I think though, they just don’t know me or they’ve never dared to imagine something beyond what they know. And that is perfectly okay, if you are perfectly okay with what you see now.
I am not entirely. Mostly, but not entirely.
Of course, the desert is easier for me to find, as the desert is familiar; it’s the ocean that inspires me to seek and understand it, as I know little of it.
I do know, that its depth, movement and life, its never ending change along with its sheer beauty is worth aspiring to know better. As with anything, you must just start and so…my solution, dip my feet in.
Last summer, the creek; this spring, the river; this summer, the lake and this fall – the ocean.
So, if you are looking for me, you’ll know here to find me. Maybe I’ll see you there, if you are brave enough to get your feet wet, that is.