Making a Difference November 3, 2010Posted by TheIntentionalSage in Nature, Visions.
Tags: Beach, Connection, Integrity, Ocean, Starfish, Sun, Virtue, Water
A young boy, Jovint (pronounced jo-vint) was on his way down to the beach. He always loved going to the beach. It was a time, usually, for calm reflection. While young, he still understood the value and practice of quieting the mind – emptying the thoughts from one’s head. He took pride in his ability to clear his head. He walked with a smile on his face as he made his way down to the beach because of his excitement that he was going to ‘clean house.’ On most mornings he came down to the beach to clear his head, but today was different.
Building Peace October 28, 2010Posted by TheIntentionalSage in Nature, Visions.
Tags: Beach, Create, Imagine, Peace, Rock, Sand, Water, Wisdom
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He dug his hand deep down into the sand and raked towards himself a huge pile.With his other hand, he scooped some water out and poured some of it onto the pile of sand. The sand, now on the way to a consistency of mud, but not quite there, was easier to mold. Canite (pronounced cah-nee-tay) pulled some more sand into the pile and again, poured some water onto the pile. It was nearly enough sand to begin building what he always built when he came to the beach – peace.
Ride The Wave October 25, 2010Posted by TheIntentionalSage in Nature, Visions.
Tags: Beach, Cloud, Connection, Float, Ocean, Oneness, Ride, Surf, Wave
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She sat at the base of the beach looking out over the water. Feeling a little uneasy about what she was about to do, she decided to lay back onto the sand and stare up at the sky. She watched the clouds slowly scoot across her visual field intermittently causing shade to befall her. Huialea (pronounced hue-ee-ah-lay-ah) imagined the clouds creating different shapes in the sky. She imagined that some of the forms were her ancestors coming to say hello to her before she jaunted out into the open sea.
Happening Without Realizing October 8, 2010Posted by TheIntentionalSage in Nature, Visions.
Tags: Beach, Dog, Foam, Joy, Ocean, Sand, Sun, Trust, Waves
As I walk along the shore I can feel the sand cascading between my toes. The sand feels warm from the sun that has been baking it for the better part of the morning and afternoon. Gently placing one foot in front of the next, my ears are met with the sound of waves cresting.
Whether or not, it’s still Weather August 11, 2010Posted by TheIntentionalSage in Nature, Visions.
Tags: Beach, Communicate, Connection, Life, Love, Ocean, Oneness, Sand, Wave, Weather
Tocano (pronounced toe-cah-noh) was sitting cross-legged near the shore. For some reason, he always found that he was able to do his best thinking here. Maybe it was the sand, maybe it was the ocean, maybe it was the waves. He didn’t really need to know what aspect of this spot allowed him to come to such brilliant conclusions. Maybe it was the whole of the area combined. That is to say, maybe it was the waves and the sand and the ocean all put-together. Regardless, he liked it here, so he kept coming back.