Saturday, February 4, 2017

A Writer's Secret Place

Another spiritual blog essay from Reflections: A Journey to God.

Around 7 AM on the first morning of our vacation to Yachats, I am still drowsy while I curl over in bed taking dim note of my surroundings. Our bedroom faces East and the rising sun,  streaming in, illuminates a picture of Martha's Vineyard.  On the opposite wall a neighboring beach painting called "By the Sea."

I hear Susan in the kitchen probably making coffee. Every so often there is a cracking boom from the surf outside, crashing against our jagged,  rock-strewn Oregon coastline.

As I stroke Silas, our little poodle/Pomeranian mix snuggled beside me, I become further aware of my surroundings.  I don't want to let this moment drift away so I close my eyes and move deeper into the spirit of relaxation and meditation.            

I hear seagulls and other unknown avian creatures.  Their singing is woven into a cacophony of  mysterious and melodic songs.  A bird, whose cry I don't recognize sings out.  Whatever the nature of this particular species, I am convinced it is a virtuoso.

Such sweet, soothing refrains, flash me back to the Native American music, Susan and I became so exquisitely familiar with when we lived in Albuquerque, New Mexico in the 90's.

The flute notes continue with a slightly reedy reverberation, accompanied by three staccato whistles at the end of the bird song. I know in my joy-filled heart, that I am surely embraced in heaven.
I am sitting now in a comfortable lounge chair located in our beach home living room.  The more I focus on sensing my immediate environment the more receptive I become to free flowing, relaxing thoughts.

I look at the entire wall of our living room which consists of four tempered glass windows about five-by-five square feet each. This observation area presents a panoramic view that is unbelievable, humbling, and awe inspiring.

Our rental home rests on a grassy cliff facing the Pacific Ocean. The spectacular water images are hypnotic. The rise and fall of the waves caress the huge, oddly shaped black barnacle- covered volcanic rock slabs, jutting out of the shoreline.  

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Sending you Joy, Light, Peace, and Love today:  Gary and Susan Eby
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  1. This is so beautiful and so inspiring. Thank you for posting this. I'm going to share it on Facebook.

    1. TU so much Zhana21. May Peace be with you. Remember, our new book, Reflections: A Journey to God (filled with these essays) will be available in about three weeks. Gary and Susan Eby.