A Dream Catcher:

Once, when I was younger, I used to live on an island which had the longest stretches of uninhabited beaches. The last few days I have been taking needed space for myself and during that time I have walked and walked....thought and thought ...felt and felt during which time I remembered back to those beaches. I remember sitting on the beach watching the waves roll in and out with my toes just at the very edge of the rising waters. My butt was moist because I sat close to the point where the water met the sand, constantly moving of course because I could not determine just how far up the shoreline the water would move with each changing wave - fearing to get soaked. And so it was at that time I would ponder things whilst the sand tickled my toes all the while watching the grains of sand sliding back and forth in the currents.

Gawwwd I had wonderous dreams and pleasures during those times. Things were simpler then for me....I felt protected and safe to let my mind explore life and allow it in to the fathoms of my soul, walk up my spine and crinkle my lips. In the last few days inner feelings have arisen which I earlier disregarded. Emerging out of the bluish darkness of night a voice has gingerly approached and beckoned.....hypnotized... a voice with compassion, understanding and of similar complexity. I almost feel that voice like I did the waters rising on that beach. It glides into me knowingly, caressing my toes like the water while watching me move; knowing I will remain on the beach because it offers nourishment - like it knows the ebb and flow deep deep inside of me.

Each year the whooping cranes fly a long arduous journey from the most northerly edges of Canada clear on down to the Gulf panhandle. I wonder, apart from seeking warmer climates is there something about sand tickling their feet that they do this for? The journey surely encompasses both pleasure and pain.

Recently, I have noticed the feathers moving on the The Dream Catcher hanging in my home. Its circle interlocked and symbolizing completeness. Awaiting.....I am curious if the next wave will rise and how far up the shoreline it will reach.