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Beachwalk Blog

Beachwalk Blog

While I am not sure which direction this blog is going to go in or where it will ultimately arrive, it is meant to give me the space for some less academic and more personal writing. Specifically, I intend to chronicle the thoughts and experiences that visit me in the quiet meditative space of my long beachwalks on a remote beach only accessible during low tide. I hope that these reflections give you and me a growing sense of familiarity with my new home through the cycle of the seasons.


August 8: The Pull of Water

…The concept of resonance, which has previously made so much sense to me in terms of vibration (music, drumming, harmonies on the fiddle, the soundbath in the middle of swarming bees) now takes on a much more tangible, physical aspect in this resonance between the waters of the sea, the waters in my body, and the essence of water in the moon. Whoever thinks we are isolated from the forces of nature and the effect of the moon is a fool. Spend an hour by the beach and pay attention, and you will feel her pull!…

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July 30: To Write or Not to Write

On most beach walks, I bring a book and a writing pad and the best intentions to be "productive" in my new life as a writer, and yet.... the beauty and magnitude of the sea simply tells me to shut off the part of my mind that forms language. I long for quiet, for just being right here, right now, with nothing between me and the Sea...

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June 22: Barnacles and barking dogs

Whether it be barnacles, airplanes, or barking dogs, their presence can annoy me and make me respond with negativity, or I can greet their presence as reminders of the beautiful gifts of smooth sand under bare feet, the gentle sound of the outgoing surf, the treasured silence of a night in the forest, after they disappear.

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June 16, 2018

It is a gorgeous warm sunny Saturday with an extra low tide after an almost new moon. My sweet old dog Mr. Nilson and I are walking the roughly 4.5 miles from Langley to Bells Beach, with a moderate wind in our face. Less than a week before the solstice, it finally feels like summer has arrived, after I ended up installing heaters in my new home just a week ago because of temperatures in the fifties. 

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Sabine Wilms