Autumn. It shows its disposition to calm, to what feels like a stasis, a pause


NOW and AGAIN the earth begins to desire rest. And in the weeks of autumn especially it shows its disposition to calm, to what feels like a stasis, a pause. The ocean retains its warmth, while high white cloud-boats ride out of the west. Now the birds of the woods are often quiet, but on the shore, the migrating sanderlings and plovers are many and vocal, rafts of terns with the year’s young among them come with the incoming tides, and plunge into the waves, and rise with silver leaves in their beaks. One can almost see the pulsing of their hearts, vigorous and tiny in the trim of white feathers.  Where I live, on the harbor edge of the Cape’s last town, perfect strangers walking along the beach turn and say to each other, without embarrassment or hesitation: isn’t it beautiful.

~ Mary Oliver, Where I Live from Long Life: Essays and Other Writings


Stand rapt in awe (50 sec)


  • Source: Grindtv
  • Title inspired by Albert Einstein quote shared by Mindfulbalance: “He who can no longer pause to wonder and stand rapt in awe, is as good as dead; his eyes are closed.”



Source: NY Magazine (8/16/15)

5:00 PM Bell


Walking on the beach
is a multi-sensory experience;
the smell of the ocean,
the feel of sand or rock under foot,
the constant roar or gentle ripple of the waves,
the taste of salt on your tongue,
and the feel of the sun or mist on your face.

~ Andrew Howard


Suddenly it lay before us, restless, mighty and unending.


The sea came towards us like an immense silver sail.
Long before we reached it we could detect its salt breath;
the horizon became ever brighter and more distant,
and suddenly it lay before us, restless, mighty and unending.

~ Erich Maria Remarque, from Three Comrades

Notes: Prose – the distance between two doors. Photo: Shae Fierce

5:00 PM Bell!


Source: some-velvet-morning via mennyfox55


5:00 PM Bell!


Source: Never look back


T.G.I.F.: It’s been a long week!


Source: poppins-me (struggling to keep head above water)

It’s been a long day…


This is one of the finalists in’s 12th Annual Photo Contest.  It was selected from over 26,500 entires by photographers from 93 different countries. This photo of a wave striking an elephant seal pup was taken by Anthony Smith on South Georgia Island in January, 2014. “Young elephant seals were sprawled all over the upper beaches in a remote sub-Antarctic region of the Atlantic, but for some reason this youngster had chose to lie down to rest right within the surf!” says Smith.

Don’t miss the other finalists here at 12th Annual Photo Contest Finalists

Sunday Morning: How can we not know that, already, we live in paradise?


WE LIVE, M. and I, about ten feet from the water. When there is a storm and the wind pushes toward us from the southeast we live about a foot from the water. It sings all day long and all night as well, never the same music. Wind, temperature, where the tide is, how the moon is tugging or shoving—each of these makes a difference. The tide going out sounds harsher than the voice of its rising, what seems like a disinclination to leave growls in it, with the sound of dark, thick-stringed instruments. Coming in, it is more playful. Every day my early morning walk along the water grants me a second waking. My feet are nimble, now my ears wake, and give thanks for the ocean’s song. This enormity, this cauldron of changing greens and blues, is the great palace of the earth. Everything is in it—monsters, devils, jewels, swimming angels, soft-eyed mammals that unhesitatingly exchange looks with us as we stand on the shore; also, sunk with some ship or during off-loading, artifacts of past decades or centuries; also the outpourings of fire under water, the lava trails; and kelp fields, coral shelves, and so many other secrets—the remembered and faithfully repeated recitations of the whales, the language of dolphins—and the multitude itself, the numbers and the kinds of shark, seal, worm, vegetations, and fish: cod, haddock, swordfish, hake, also the lavender sculpin, the chisel-mouth, the goldeye, the puffer, the tripletail, the stargazing minnow. How can we not know that, already, we live in paradise?

~ Mary Oliver, Long Life: Essays and Other Writings

Credits: Photograph – Ridiculously Photogenic Chewbacca