Does anyone know where this is? Even if you did I bet you wouldn't tell. This image came to me while I took a birthing class over 3 1/2 years ago.
In the class they had us do an exercise to think of a safe place in our minds to relieve stress. I pictured this right point and I was surfing it with my grown daughter of the future. That exercise was powerful yet until recently I had forgotten about it.
Now all this time later it came to me again while my daughter and I were drawing last weekend in the backyard. It was on a whim that I drew this and it triggered that memory. It now sits on my refrigerator as a post card of the future. Someday we will surf this place.
Everyday that I surf it IS that place (except its a left). The joy of surfing is that, even when the conditions are horrid and the wave of the day is a walled close out, it is better than anything else (except maybe camping at 13,000 feet in a Sierra Nevada meadow).
ReplyDeleteThe first day your daughter stands up on a board by herself, you will be surfing that place.