Yesterday eve we both took a walk via Fistral Beach nearby where we live in Newquay Cornwall. We usually explore the town’s outer coastline cliffs to watch our favourite Raven grace the skies weaving throughout the sunset. But yesterday bought a different calling and a need to connect with water’s edge itself. My husband took the high line to avoid his shoes becoming water drenched whereas I just walked straight in to the west sunset and forgot to abandon my trainers. I felt so drawn to move directly into the sea. There were a few last surfers wafting upon the waves along with a photographer who had her tripod set to ‘SUNSET’ mode and stood with only a chequered hoodie and bare legs. “That could have been me standing there” I thought. As I moved closer, my thoughts and visuals flooded me full of many family friends back home whom I love and will always miss. I know that ‘Now is the space around the thing’ as Eckhart Tolle once quoted from ‘The Power Of Now’ but as a close friend dear Ena – an elder of my soul family once said like in all her wisdom chats – “Janey, people never really leave us, they just become a part of us. We carry them always.” I often think of this quote from Ena and it brings me such comfort, moreover this night at the beach was an example of her wise words. I love SO many people alive and who are no longer here on earth. I carry everyone in my heart which define the mad antics I portray in life and onstage. Kitto Video “I am all I met today” https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gOSyr-SlfWM Anyhow getting back to the beach, I began to say out loud a list of so many folk from the flurry inside my head! “This reminds me of Sean catching a wave at 13th beach in Ocean Grove, Danny jammin down at The Bud, Ross and JB sitting around in their backyard with the Big Bong BBQ burning outside in their yard, Debbie’s holiday dream, Phillip Island and the wonder of the koalas hanging upside down from the trees watching us tourists invade through the afternoon sun peaks. I think of my Dad and his family – Nanna and her lavender cupboards, Uncle Jack trying to fire gumnuts through the letter box, Simon sitting with his nylon string guitar on the beaches of Balnarring smoking a spliff and already questioning where all of this was leading to but Pink Floyd had the answer? Darwin, Melbourne, Sydney, Jason, Rosebud, our hammock, Sorrento, my friends, family, make shift homes, Rob G and the list continues just like the waves together with the longing to come back and live there one day. Everything wakes up and comes alive inside of me at the seas edge. Here I can visit everyone and everything I’ve always longed for my whole traveling life. The list continues however as the sunset descends, I realise the time is closing in and my husband’s wet feet are flapping back downwards skipping sand puddles from the ripping tide trying to stay alive. Poor Swede! He made this dream possible for me to revisit my life and live near the ocean, himself having grown up in the enchanted forests of Sweden so this whole thing of ‘living by the seaside’ for this Swede is full of critters and sink holes, temperamental waves and the ultimate vertigo challenge. But as my soul buddy, he knows after years of longing in bohemian transit, this is home and with our dream!
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