The photo is a satellite image of Tomales Bay. I am returned, returned tuned to the rhythms of the Tomales Bay winds and tides.
We drove out Lucas Valley Road, rather than going up the coast, and savored the green hills, valleys, streams and cows.
We stayed in a place right on Tomales bay in a unit with an outdoor shower and a loft reached by ladder with a view of the bay, so I could lie in bed with my head on the pillow and watch the moonlight on the water and the arrival of the day. Wow! We had crisp, crackling fireplace fires morning and night. The main decision was whether to view and listen to the movement of the fire or the sea.
We also went to the Point Reyes book store and three new books found their way to me.
I am now again tuned to my inner rhythms. The region of Point Reyes is my place. I love it there. I can't be away too long, and I rarely spend the night so to have two nights there was a special treat. I am still adjusting back and refining the world here with the one there, and feeling and honoring the tides as they move and circulate inside me.
We spent a great deal of time just watching and listening to the tide go in and out. It is enough.
