on the wild water These
through the tumult of a pandemic, it’s crucial to be able
find moments of peace. Ideally long, uninterrupted moments where I’m out of my routine, my mind stops churning through the to-do list, and I am present for myself and completely aware of my surroundings.
Sometimes a quick run will have to do, and I always
On the shore, you still feel the built environment
try to block time for yoga, but the real escape that I
all around you, but in front of you, just a short
have found in the recent past is on a surfboard.
that people have built crosses into the wild. The Am I a surfer? Ha! No! But I am a person who gets on a
occasions I’ve moved from one place in the water to another, sometimes while standing! Truth be told, I am proud of the progress I’ve made in learning to surf at age 40, but for me it’s not really about the surfing as much as it’s the whole immersive experience of being out on the water, bobbing in the waves, with only the sound
soothing dirge of waves rolling onto the beach while the seagulls squawk at one another.
always present with the tides, in the water, and yet the thrum of the mainland recedes with each paddle until finally you’re away from it all. Out there
salty hair finding its way all around my head. The occasional seabird passes by, hardly concerned with me. My pulse levels off, my tension eases, and then I just watch the water and wait for the one
choose to let it roll on under me. It is for me and
I confess I was nervous at first, but I jumped at the
independence. I bathe in the sights and sounds
wave, I was hooked. Maybe because the solitude and independence complete
of my surroundings, and I reset.
children - did I mention I have three children? - but I found it to be both exhilarating and calming at the same
time I rode out to try to catch a wave.
Kelly Lombardi REALTOR/Sales Associate