The Beach

The shore, the beach - lands end, waters end. A place of endings and beginnings.  The point where change is constant - the sand and rocks constantly rearranged, tides rise and fall.  Marks made, erased.  A place of redemption - decisions made, regrets perhaps, eventually washed clean by the incessant tides.

Interestingly, I now live very far from any ocean and yet I feel it's transformative and primal power as I reflect on where I stand now.  While the constant flux of water meeting land is not part of my world now, I sometimes fell I live at the meeting point of two similarly large and different entities - the vast Great Plains and the Rocky Mountains.  I live where these two opposites meet - not unlike where the water of the sea meets the land.