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My mind is more clear and active than it has been in a while. A large part of this clarity comes from a recent visit to the ocean and the conversations I had with Her while together. North Carolina is not known for the surf, but for too long I had been away, so before my reunion I made a special request to Her to give me something to remind me of who I am. The request really isn't all that special, it's the same request I make every time when I'm given the bonus ticket to taste the salt from her licking. "Please God, give me just one day of good surf." On the third day the larger swells from the second day became glassy cylinders, thin but steep, and breaking both ways. Only two days from the past I can remember in Hawaii being this perfect. This third day Her arms curled over me, closed me into Her chamber and spoke the language that my Father taught me to listen to. Anyone who has been inside the "Tube" knows the sound, and I'm sorry that I can't duplicate it for the rest, let it be a sound to discover if you haven't, it's worth it. Inside the tube there is no darkness only light. Proof of God, this light. The tube takes away all of the thoughts that trap us into the darkness. I've never worried while riding inside the tube of a wave about a job, my crumbling driveway, my old car, my inventories, getting sleep, who I disliked, who I lusted for, hunger, or anything else the devil created to make this world so difficult. All I feel for the short seconds is the infinity of time, the beauty of the light and the amazing ride I'm on. A wave is not a possession, nor an idea, or creature, and every artistic line mankind has thought up is found in waves. They have given life to the land and taken it away. Waves are truly amazing. The waves lifted me up, carried me a few steps away so that I could look at this world with a new perspective. I feel more, see more, and know a little bit more. This vacation did me a huge favor, and Courtney, who planned this trip, sacrificed for it, and took care of every detail is the whole reason it happened. My wife, my friend and my traveling partner came through for me. She definitely earned that big ass ring I gave to her in fact she should have gotten twice what she did for what she did for me. Thanks Court. |
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