The ocean is calming to me. In many ways helpful in accepting death. It represents for me a certain continuity that in our always changing world is comforting. For me this recalls my feelings upon a return to Cocoa Beach a few years ago.
The changelessness of this place, surf upon the sand I find very comforting. Comforting to see, hear, in my almost seventy years here, these things that have not changed. And to know that when I am gone these things will remain. That is comforting.
I think of myself, coming from ashes and returning to ashes. And this time here a gift. An amazing gift!. Now I have entered into a time, my retirement, that has freed up more time for new experiences, such as this moment at Cannon Beach. Here, in late August on a sunny day, I am feeling so thankful for this day that I have been given.