I foraged through the uneven, sharp, rocky terrain to get here; literally and figuratively.
I fell twice on my way here. Once surprised I didn’t break my ankle. I so wanted to get to this nude beach; but not this one pictured here. I tried to get to the one I thought I wanted to go to. After falling twice, scraping my legs I had one last hill to climb. So close I stopped. I stopped and just stood there. My guidance telling me to turn around and go back the other direction. I stood there, hillside until I made peace with my guidance.
I turned back.
As I walked I found much to my delight wild fennel, sheep sorrel, and chamomile which I collected and added to my wild edible plant collection of garlic and clover. Ahhhhh was good to turn back and being at peace not have ventured the beach.
Though I still wanted to swim and be nude… so bad!!!
Walking along I saw a couple I pasted and shared words with earlier. They pointed just down the way another beach that literally was a few minutes walk away.
I walked. Taking my time down the hill.
I discovered shiny crystalline rock and the delight having made it to this beach.
If you think the water is warm, you’re wrong. It’s quite cold, but I dipped my feet anyway. Determined to immerse myself, to experience what I so wanted to experience.
I stood there, waiting until I was ready. Water began to fall from the sky, I was getting wet no matter what. (Can you see the rain drops on the water?). I embraced the rain drops if heaven and sank myself under water.
Now I mentioned it was cold right? It was the type of cold that’s liberating. So connected to my desire that I had no choice but to be liberated with the cold water.
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This is life. We have opportunities every moment of our lives to trust, to follow, to be at peace.
When I fell the second time, I sat there in the mud until I was settled and the sensation dissipated in my ankle.
When I was hillside, so close to that other beach, I stopped and didn’t move until I was at peace with my guidance to turn back.
When I was standing with my feet in the water, I stood there until I was ready to immerse my whole body.
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There is nothing wrong with stopping; with waiting. A delay, a pause is a good thing. Stop and listen.
The water and the rain is liberating. Your water and rain is worth stopping to listen and then to follow the impulse!
📍 Nugal, Croatia
📸 with my Google Pixel 3
