A visit to the wild Atlantic Ocean marks the day that’s in it!
The turning of another year for me, so close to the Celtic New Year, I can almost taste the wood-smoke in the air from Samhain bonfires.
The ocean is strong and volatile today, churning and heaving life, as it crashes on the stony shore of Strandhill in Sligo.
This is my birthday, the beginning of my sixth decade experience with Mother Earth.
Visiting the Ocean is as close as I can get to her heart beat, rhythmic and strong…pounding out the pulse of life upon the shores of this most westerly habitation.
White horses ride the water as it breaks further out.
Children are on mid-term holiday from schools and line the promenade, with parents keeping watchful eye on the wild foam.
I look for a small stone upon the shore, one I can put into my pocket and hold easily in my hand as we venture home.
I feel renewed, invigorated, and ready to leave the last decade behind me, as I embrace the first day of my future.
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Thanks to all you wonderful friends…it’s been a beautiful first day!
XXXX Colette at Bealtaine Cottage XXXX