I drive across the rugged lava fields to the end of the road several mornings each week. Out there past the last vestiges of modern man, I stand on the rocky cliffs for a half-hour and absorb a bit of wild tranquility. Sometimes I am bounced around by walls of wind and soaked by great crashing waves; then there was this morning when absolute peace reigned.
After my meditation fix today, I dodged sea turtles and coral heads for a good one hour swim. OK, now I'm ready to take on the day. Bring it on!
Winter island style
2 years ago
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