Life is a Beach! ~ Point Roberts

When we say (or at least "I" say) that "Life is a Beach", I mean that to survive the hardships imposed upon us by ourselves and others, we must become one with nature and recharge our run-down batteries from time to time, and there is no better place on earth to do this than at the beach.... on a sunny day, with the smell of rotting seaweed and dead crabs, the feel of hot sand between the toes and the sound of seagulls and the surf. I don't know why exactly the seaside is so healing, just that it is! Often when I'm stressed, memories of the beach intrude upon my thoughts as if a balm to my troubles. When the harsh endless days of winter crush our souls, yearnings of the beach and sun pull us through... the knowledge that it is waiting, just around the corner of spring. Perhaps it is because the ocean is the cradle of life, out of which we crawled, and we recognize an old friend... a homecoming. Maybe it is because the ocean can so easily hypnotize us with meditative undulations of water on rocks, cradling our minds into a healing semi-unconsciousness. All I know is that it is necessary for life, and therefore, "Life is a Beach".



July, 2005 ~ "Life is a Beach" August 2005 ~ Bermuda!, Fire Fighting Training September 2005 ~ Bermuda Highways, Gone Fishing, John Smith Beach, Hurricane October 2005~ Imagery, Visiting Bermuda November 2005 ~ Hello - We are still Here, Our Place, What do I Do? December 2005 ~ "All I want to do is Catch a Big fIsh"!, Our First Visitor, Peugeot Cabriolet January 2006 ~ Happy New Year!, Sonesta Beach February 2006 ~ Winter in Bermuda March 2006 ~ BRrrrrrr! April 2006 ~ April Showers?
Thursday, July 21, 2005 ~ "Life is a Beach"
When we say (or at least "I" say) that "Life is a Beach", I mean that to survive the hardships imposed upon us by ourselves and others, we must become one with nature and recharge our run-down batteries from time to time, and there is no better place on earth to do this than at the beach.... on a sunny day, with the smell of rotting seaweed and dead crabs, the feel of hot sand between the toes and the sound of seagulls and the surf. I don't know why exactly the seaside is so healing, just that it is! Often when I'm stressed, memories of the beach intrude upon my thoughts as if a balm to my troubles. When the harsh endless days of winter crush our souls, yearnings of the beach and sun pull us through... the knowledge that it is waiting, just around the corner of spring. Perhaps it is because the ocean is the cradle of life, out of which we crawled, and we recognize an old friend... a homecoming. Maybe it is because the ocean can so easily hypnotize us with meditative undulations of water on rocks, cradling our minds into a healing semi-unconsciousness. All I know is that it is necessary for life, and therefore, "Life is a Beach".
			This is my first attempt at posting a Web Log and seeing as I named my space on blogger.com "Life is a Beach", I thought I would share my thoughts on the title. I bet you thought that I meant that I had the hedonistic view that life is all about having fun, drinking beer, watching bikini clad young girls dancing in the serf and partying. Well, I do enjoy that view as well but it is not what the title means. The image at left is of South Beach in Point Roberts and the jut of land in the background is Lilly Point. "Where" do you say? Yes I know that the theme of this blog is "Life in Bermuda" but you see I haven't quite arrived yet and so my beach experiences as of late occur on the beach in front of my cottage. Hopefully the next posting will be from the magical island kingdom of Bermuda.
Crystal Beach and Lilly Point in Point Roberts

Thursday, July 21, 2005 ~ "Life is a Beach"