The Mountain Came to Mohammad,
But Today, The Beach Came to Me
January 12, 2002
It was a truly
epic day.
Warm sun, clear
sky, and a wide open beach at low tide.
Barefoot
Frisbee, freestyle, on pure clean sand the consistency of brown sugar.
It was
spectacular.
The beach at Torrey Pines, where I have been playing for
years,
was completely
devastated by recent winter storms.
Nothing is left
but rocks.
Millions of
tons of sand were shifted two miles north, and gently deposited in my front
yard!
It’s almost as
if the Universe brought the beach to the one person who loves it the most.
Somehow, I was
awarded Nature’s great prize.
I played frisbee until an hour before sunset,
leaving plenty of
time to get home for a shower and hot soak before the sunset was ripe for photos.
Then it was time to light my new Personal Candle from The Kerry Collection,
and the rest of my assortment of 31 wax and oil candles.
At dusk, my oceanfront home is ablaze with the colors of
sunset on the outside and the glow of candles inside.
Next, it’s a cup of fresh ground Starbucks, (which I get at Coffee Ambassador)
mixed with high octane Kona beans (Hawaii’s best from Koa Coffee Plantation)
and settle down for a few moments of solitude and
writing.
Here’s some videos of Mark and I doing some airbrush frisbee
this afternoon.
When we were too tired to run anymore, we did yoga headstands.
What a magical
day!
Tonight I’ll
sleep soundly, after a day well-lived
and secure in
the knowledge that my computers are monitored and protected by M5.