Photo: Sue Vincent
She always went to the beach for a bit of clarity.
The movement of the water on the sand brought her back into her own breath. The rush of energy reminded her of the push of arteries, the pull of veins. The predictably irregular rhythm of the surf reminded her how ebb and flow do not mean that things will be uniform. They’ll come and go. Each unique. Each set its own and inseparable from what flowed forth before and what is following.
She could count on a wave and then another and another, on the rise and fall, the crash and wash, the small detritus that each leaves and yet is part of what had been and what will be and what just is.
Like life.
Like the muddy, murky, uncertainties of everything.
Where the one thing she could trust was that another wave will come, and that even the biggest wave retreats, at some point, in wavelets of resignation. As another one rolls in.
For Sue Vincent’s WritePhoto challenge
Na'ama Yehuda 
Beautiful!!! 🤗🤗🤗
Adele Ryan McDowell, Ph.D.
AdeleRyanMcDowell.com Adeleandthepenguin.com MakingPeacewithSuicide.com
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Thank you, dear Adele!
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Gosh, have you been in my head when I’ve been sea-watching? We share so closely our thoughts
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🙂 it is my calibration place… 🙂
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🙂 🙂 🙂
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This is perfection, Na’ama. The ebb and flow, the good the bad, the dirty, the cleansing. All of it, life.
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Thank you, Dale! 🙂
I’m so glad. And humbled, too. Perfection is a fleeting and rare thing, and if it felt like this to you, I’m beyond pleased.
In truth, the seashore often holds the perfect balance for me. My calibration place.
XOXO
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Perfection does not give you permission to slack off, Missy.. This one was particularly wonderful…
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I is trying.
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And … thank you, again! 🙂
XOXO
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Y’all try so well… 😉
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Reblogged this on Sue Vincent's Daily Echo.
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Oh to be so completely in the moment…I live near the sea in Spain. How can one ever tire from its continuity, its moods and vagaries. Thank you.
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Thank you, Joy! I am always happy to find kindred souls of ocean/sea heartbeat! 🙂 It is my place of instant calibration in all moods …
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Reblogged this on Once Upon a Time…. and commented:
Na’ama Yehuda writes about Clarity for Sue Vincent’s #WritePrompt for this week’s Thrusday prompt. It is beautifully written, philosophic , heartfelt, and meaningful.
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Thank you so much for the reblogging and the kind feedback, Karen!
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Na’ama, my pleasure and A Bit of Clarity is beautfully written and wonderful. Karen 🙂
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Thank you again! 🙂
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What a beautiful place to find oneself again, at the edge of water…your lovely post has a lyrical ebb and flow of its own and I feel more peaceful for having read it!
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I am so happy this resonated and especially pleased if the rhythm soothed! Thank you for reading and commenting! 🙂
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My pleasure!
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Reblogged this on anita dawes and jaye marie.
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The payoff is the last paragraph–perfect!
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Thank you, Liz! So glad you read and commented! 🙂
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My pleasure, Na’ama!
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Really lovely, Na’ama… and I love how your wors echo the movement of the waves.
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Thank you, Sue! These are old, old rhythms, and someplace, all our souls know them … perhaps they had sang to me as I typed …
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I think they must have done so 🙂
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🙂 Thanks!
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