On the Road – R.J.
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When I go for a walk on the beach, I never know what, or who, I’m going to encounter. Leaving the shipwreck, I met three girls; two models, one a photographer, all three surfers. They are traveling and supporting themselves, via the internet. We have come into an altered world.
We are living in a time of warped speed. She asked me if I had instagram. I replied no, “I’m primitive.” I showed her my dumb phone, that I purchased last week. I never have it when I need it. And it rings, when I’m driving. But I bought it, because it’s suppose to save my life, at some point.
I became mindful of how much goes on, in a place, that looks like time has stood still.
And in writing this, I’m reminded of all the shells that, I know, were walking down the beach, at the time I took this photo.
Speed up, slow down, speed up, slow down.
Who sets the pace?
Last Friday, I went to catch my waves, and was surprised, by this sight. The sailor is a New Zeleander, who had the fortune / misfortune,to beach on scenic, Playa Avellanas. Also, his sloop is in a river mouth, sitting in sand, perched between two reefs. I have been walking down and following the process of those working, to solve his dilemma. He never seems stressed, and he’s never shown one sign of anger. He is diligent in the recovery.
I know we’re all rooting for him.
And help will come.
We never know. Sometimes, the most disastrous events in our lives, turn out to be our blessings.
Nicotine/Jelly Bean~Methadone and Beer
Lying eyes/Sullen mouth
A life that’s full of FEAR
Fresh air and Sunshine
Sparkling Eyes and Smiles
Filled with Grace and Spirit Lead
Who will guide us Through our Trials
The family that prayers together~stays together.
The family that drinks together~stinks together.
*yes, you may quote me on that”
My interpersonal relationships play themselves out, in repeated fashion.
Therefore, I ask, “What’s the big deal?”
For me, an ill-defined problem – Continue reading What’s Next?
Yes, I made this entire wave.
Those who are better surfers on the island are charging dry barrels up the beach.
This shot was taken at the Fernandina Beach Pier, which is my favorite wave back home.
I sent this photo, along with a Bio to a Florida Women of the Waves Event
My Bio – Cheri Eagerton Royal
Every time I paddle out, I feel I’m baptized. I’m starting new. (You can quote me on this.) Continue reading Quote This