RE: Surfers On Steem: This One's For You!
Hey @sufermarly, I live here on the 3rd coast, in the not so sparkling city by the sea Corpus Christi, TX. I love reading your blog, mostly because every time I do I keep telling myself I need to go to the beach. Silly living in a beach town and never going there. I guess it's acclimation. I work on the island, a lot, and still I find reasons not to go. The city of Corpus Christi took over the maintenance out there and every time I go I just want to cry because of what they have done to it. They have turned it in to a landfill. Nothing g but bulldozer tracks and sand dunes covered in scooped up trash piled as high as they can pile it. It's truly sad.
I was one of the last lucky ones, I lived out there, on the beach, homeless and free, freer than I've ever been. Now I'm a slave to the hiarchy, beaten into submission and despair by the overlords of progressivism, they know what's best, for the citizens attitude of the city council. God help us all.
Anyways. Reading your post, seeing your passion for your new found love of sailboarding... It gives me hope, and a desire to go play in the soft powder sand, to bathe in the warm salt water, to dream and remember the best of times I've ever had at the beach. So thank you and hang in there, it may look like summertime flatness at the moment but the winter swell is sure to come and won't that be fun to ride.
Hey @spozone! Thanks a lot for your kindness and thought-provoking story. From the botton of my heart I can only recommend everyone on this world spend as much time as possible on the beach - to me it's become kind of a security zone, a place where I'm free (as you perfectly stated).
They might be able to build walls arround us but, they won't ever be able to take away our love for the Ocean :-)
Have a great day!
Seriously. I spent 5 yrs living on the beach in a make shift gypsy wagon of sorts. The memories will certainly last a lifetime. The saying "stay by the sea, safe as can be" has real meaning to me. So many nights, lulled to sleep by the incessant roar of the waves. So many mornings awoken by the laughter of the sea gulls. With hindsight I realize how truly blessed I am to have lived such a romance. I became such a part of the scenery that the mother deer was OK with her farm eating right outside my window and the Cheshire coyote pup would come visit each night in search of a handout and just sit there staring at me as if he wanted to talk.
I cursed the cold, I cursed the wind, I screamed ugly nasty things at God and He laughed at me alongside the gulls. I lost everything I held dear to me there including my sanity. In the end I walked away one day, left my house and took only a small bag of belongings and a new improved version of me, a version uniquely modified by the sands of time indeed.
In closing this thought I bid you blessing and brighter days of joy for hope does spring eternal and I leave you this picture of one of those mornings when I woke up, stepped foot outside my door and said Wow! Thank you God for another day so full of possibilities.