Not Here!

March 9, 2020Na'ama Yehuda Anecdotes of Life, Funnies, Life and love, Muse and Flow, Reflections, Things Kids Say, Writing Tags: Beach, Family, Flash Fiction, Funnies, Just for fun, Kreative Kue, Micro-fiction, Outdoors, parenting, Things Kids Say, Wrong way 25 Comments

Photo: Keith Channing

They had everything.

The Papa Chair. The Mama blanket. The two Cub chairs. The inner tubes: one small, one large. Even tin cans emptied to serve as sand pails in the refilled beach’s rectangle.

What a perfect day!

The lake awaited, wet and cool. The silty mud. The pebbles, the weeds to wade across or pull.

They swam. They flipped. They raced. They flopped.

The hours passed. The contents of the picnic basket made their tummies nice and full.

They rested till the water once more called.

Then one cub disappeared.

“Nicko!” they yelled, frantic with the possibility of the awfulness that might unfold.

“One moment!” the junior responded from the direction of the small structure. “I’m not done.”

Relief was quickly replaced by wonder only to be followed by surprise and whiff of horror.

“Nicko??!!?” the Mama dashed across the small beach to stop what was already well set into motion. “That’s not an outhouse! It’s my changing room! Go in the bushes! Not here!”

For Keith’s Kreative Kue #253

A Different Kind Of Home

January 10, 2020January 10, 2020Na'ama Yehuda Anecdotes of Life, Life and love, Meditations, Muse and Flow, Photography, Poetry, Reflections, Writing Tags: Beach, Breathe, Home, Just because, Meditation, Memory, Ocean, Photography, Poetry, Soul, Spirituality, Take a moment, Water Leave a comment

Photo: Na’ama Yehuda

A moment

For the memory of

A different kind of home,

Where sun sparkles

On the water

And you feel your soul

Fold along the crease

Of rolling foam,

And where your spirit

Sings the song of places

It has long known

How to roam.

Zen Essence

August 18, 2019November 12, 2019Na'ama Yehuda Anecdotes of Life, Life and love, Meditations, Muse and Flow, Photography, Poetry, Reflections, Writing Tags: Beach, Being in the moment, Calibration, Creative writing, Nature, Ocean, Photo Challenge, Poetry, Sunday Stills, Writing prompt, Zen 29 Comments

Photo: Na’ama Yehuda

In the moment of the soft swell

Of a calm curl,

The gentle foam

Belays the power of

The waves that lift ocean liners

And cradle whales.

A breath

Before

Exhale.

Thank you, Terri, for this prompt. Perfect for today. For me, the shore is the ultimate calibrator. I took this photo in Ogonquit, Maine, quite too many years ago. Time to go back. Time to go to the beach. Any beach. For breath, for awe, for space, for zen.

For Sunday Stills: Essence of Zen

A Bit Of Clarity

July 18, 2019Na'ama Yehuda Anecdotes of Life, Life and love, Meditations, Muse and Flow, Reflections, Writing Tags: Beach, Creative writing, Ebb and flow, Flash Fiction, Insight, Life Lessons, Micro-fiction, Reflections, WritePhoto, Writing prompt 33 Comments

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

Carefree

June 29, 2019November 12, 2019Na'ama Yehuda Anecdotes of Life, Life and love, Meditations, Muse and Flow, Poetry, Reflections, Writing Tags: Beach, Briefly, Carefree, Freedom, Micro Poetry, New Zealand, Ocean, Photo, travel, Weekend Writing Prompt 3 Comments

Photo: Inbar Asif

She could be

Truly carefree

When she strolls

The fine edge

Of the sea.

For Sammi’s Weekend Writing Challenge: Carefree in 14 words

Endless Harmony

June 13, 2019Na'ama Yehuda Anecdotes of Life, Life and love, Meditations, Muse and Flow, Reflections, Writing Tags: Beach, Creative writing, Endless, Flash Fiction, Meditation, Memory, MicroFiction, Ocean, Photo prompt, Poetry, WritePhoto 18 Comments

a solitary figure on a beach against a wide ocean.

Photo: Sue Vincent

She’d never have believed the vastness had she not been there to see it.

In person.

On the edge of endlessness.

The breath of eons crashing at her feet.

The spray of ancient rhythms that had been there

All along.

Through war and storm and hope and flood and cold and warm and days like this when no one but herself was there to witness it.

She’d never have believed the power that it held, contained within each curl of wave, in every roll of whitecap licking sand.

It filled her.

With awe and ache and gnawing yearning to something that went beyond her words and into thoughts unformed, or perhaps ones made of memories in utero: the hiss, the beat, the drums of hearts.

And this.

Another memory

To merge into

In endless harmony.

For Sue Vincent’s WritePhoto (2nd week)