Musings of Anna1liese

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OCTOBER 21, 2012 9:54PM

If I could ... I would ...

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I hardly know what I am doing here ... but bits of bliss ... are ...

bits ... of bliss ... and this was bliss ... for me ... 

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I tried to share a video ... and couldn't bring it here ... waves and waves and waves again ... bliss ... pure bliss ...
Yes, a perfectly lovely and peaceful place to be. I am gladd your happiness is big enough to share.
The tiny sand was where we were. The greater sand was Sunset Beach. Thanks, dianaani, for sharing it with me ...
Hardly know what I'm doing here either, anna1liese, if it makes you feel better ... ;-)

Hawaii, right ?

Sudden re-or-dislocations can jolt us from the Pattern. Sometimes if we're lucky, into a new way of seeing. The Pacific's renowned for that.

I love these views. Seeing the sun set into the ocean, or rise from it, is one of life's most awesome experiences.

Patterns on the sand ~ footprints ~ come right after.
We are not always Crusoe. Lovely photos.

Thanks, :-)
In so many ways ... this brought me home ... all of this ... and more ...
A Pacific beach not infested with swarms of Homo sapiens is bliss indeed. Good for you.
When I had to come back to Indiana I put a 5' tall pink flamingo in my front yard and redid my bathroom in a tropical motif. Leaving a beach such as yours would be wrenching. Lovely pictures, looks like good times.
[r] wonderful shots, the angles and lines with the sky, ocean, clouds, horizon, sand. exciting AND calming at same time. thanks for sharing it! best, libby
It does make me feel better, Kim, in the smilingest kind of way ...
Cameras tend to eject themselves out of my fingers ... and just as well ... usually ... but this ... this ... was paradise ... and how do you hold on to what in time will slip away ... so far ... I can still see ... and can still hear ... can still feel ... the all ... of it ...

a new way of seeing ... yes, I think ... I hope ...

Yes, Hawaii ... Waialua ... North Shore of Oahu ... and yet ... for me ... what mattered most ... next to time with those I love ... was water ... the all of it ... the closeness ... the right there ... of it ... and the love of those who love me who understood ... who understand ...

I love your words, Kim. In time I might find words of my own ... but for now ... only this ... Thank you for yours.

Brassawe ... perfect bliss ... as though someone knew ... Thank you.

Phyllis, I didn't dare think of the leaving ... only of the being there ... only of moments of home ... Thank you for sharing it ...

Libby, Thank you for coming to see ...
"The Pacific's renowned for that." Is it ... it wasn't just me ... are you sure ...
Thinking about Patterns ... and find myself wondering ... if ... when the sea was at the bottom of my road ... much as I loved every moment of it ... and I did ... still do ... was there a part of me that in time somehow took some of it for granted ... I don't think I did ... I think its presence so close to me ... lifted ... held me ... regardless of what life brought ...
sigh ... and still it is what holds me ... finds me ... knows me ... lets me breathe ... perhaps it is why ... this time ... the sea ... the ocean ... came to me ... new ways to see ... I wonder ... I hope ...
It surely looks blissful anna. So glad you had a chance to renew by the ocean. Lovely!
Thanks, Rita. It was a gift that came on a moment ... and the word was so often on my lips ... as I looked out on all of this ... still there ... as long as I can call it back ...
Bliss my soul . . . .

Lovely. Most especially the last.
Beautiful!
I'm so glad you got to spend time on such a lovely shore ~
I agree about the Pacific, I've never known such a body of water for rejuvenation - deep rejuvenation, spiritual regeneration, and bliss-inducing moments....and if a seal pops up in the breakers to say hello, well.....La!
(La! being a spontaneous burst of love and song : ))
I thought I was just a bit odd about my love for the Pacific.
How nice to read others find it so.
Thank you so much for sharing some views of your bliss, anna1liese ~
Bliss indeed, Pilgrim ... bliss ... pure bliss ...

JT ... if I could ... I would ... find words ... to explain ... but for now ... thank you for knowing ... without ... words ... except to say that the only other time ... I saw the Pacific was when visiting friends in Portland who took me to see the sea ... She was the same one who once ... a while before ... had driven me to solicitor ... and stayed with me ... Portland ... Oregon ... another place for me ... of peace ...
and when ... more than anything ... I need to think of ... remember ... bliss ... I come here ... and to a video I'd hoped to share ... where ... I could live ... forevermore ... listening to ... and watching ... wave ... by wave ... by wave ...
BITS OF BLISS is the way to go, I have found...
Lots of natural stuff when i am awake.
when i am asleep, also alot of bliss,
so...take it where u get it i guess. thanks for natural beauty.
exposed!
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We readers wish we would comprehend.
We can extend Mind beyond fabrications.
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It' fun here. It's Past a `Sane ` Bed Times.
When older a Bladder a `Full` Oh, Pisses.
JME?
Commence a` Farm a` Lettuce, a we pea,
and bloggers` Leek a` Down de` pants,
and AYE, let` USA a` Be de` Happiness.
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Good Night. . .
We come and go. If we could we would.
We readers wish we would comprehend.
We can extend Mind beyond fabrications.
`
It' fun here. It's Past a `Sane ` Bed Times.
When older a Bladder a `Full` Oh, Pisses.
JME?
Commence a` Farm a` Lettuce, a we pea,
and bloggers` Leek a` Down de` pants,
and AYE, let` USA a` Be de` Happiness.
`
Good Night. . .
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I Yearn For?
Aphrodite?
If in Sheer=
Nighty.huh?
Thank you, James, for your thoughts.

Art ... dear Art ... your words make me think of Prufrock ... and Michelangelo ... do I dare ... and do I dare ...
perhaps what always matters ... most of all ...
is that we dare ... to dream ...
all the while I walked beside this sea ...
I breathed in air ... for dreams ...
Your bliss is my bliss....cheers...
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