Monday, November 16, 2015

The sea and I

The little town with the gorgeous emerald green waters and sugar white sand beaches where we're staying this week.... 

I've been enchanted.

I sit on the balcony facing the ocean, and my soul and spirit fly into the mystic.  "What is mankind that you are mindful of them, human beings that you care for them?".

The view from our room is mesmerizing.  

There's a magic about the sea that captivates the spirit...

 yet, at the same time it pulls it away from it.  Irrevocably.   

My heart doesn't love the sea, and I still find a reflection of my soul in it... the futility of waves, and their desire to return to the shore and spill themselves submissively into the nothingness...

Wild hair flying everywhere... building castles in the air... “She would be half a planet away, floating in a turquoise sea, dancing by moonlight to flamenco guitar.” (Janet Fitch).

 Collecting visions of things not seen...

Secrets in the depths of the deep?

Imagination may ride atop the nonsense... but, "what would an ocean be without a monster lurking in the dark?  It would be like sleep without dreams.”  (Werner Herzog).

The Fisherman and I went to the pier early this morning... it was cold and very windy.

But everyone was happy

As each of us soon engaged in doing that what we love doing the most...

The Fisherman and I walked on white powdery sand later on... under the last kiss of the sun upon the waters.  We watch the sun's slow descend into the abyss, as it tinted crimson the heavens and earth.  

And upon the waters; all silvery and shadowy, the wings of the brown pelicans.

“Waves are the voices of tides. They are the ocean's pulse, and our own heartbeat.”  (Tamora Pierce)

We had such marvelous time strolling the beach on the whitest and softest of sands.  Then, on our way back, we stumbled upon a real mermaid...  isn't she lovely.   She even let me photograph her and share her photo with you!

The great ocean spills itself in its bearings; emptied of all cares... I don't pretend to understand it.  We cannot stretch our thoughts to the depths of God's mind.  The sea is God in its inscrutable ways before man... it makes me feel small.  It humbles me.   Cielo.

See you soon!


  1. Cielo, it was very enchanting, i didn't know you were by the water. It didn't seem that way. Lovely visit I had with you. Thank you for your visit with me. Have a wonderful new week with love Janice

  2. I love the beach and so jealous. May I ask what beach you went to? It looks so pretty from your hotel room.

  3. Lovely place to visit. Beautiful views.


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