My favorite place is the
Dalebrook tidal pool.
After the
latest cold front, the ocean is furious with rage.
The big sea monster is relentlessly rolling over the wall at the edge of the pool.
With its mouth full of foam, the beast crashes into the tiny enclosure.
Chaos washes over my head and I paddle to stay straight and not lose orientation.
Upside becomes downside, as I bob around between the uprooted kelp, rocks, and the wall.
And with a
giant slurp the monster sucks the wave back into it's mouth. Just enough time to
take a breath and swim against the strong outward flow.
Before
I reach the wall the monster spits out another blast of foam washing me back.
It feels so good to be alive and strong.
There is no fear only deep respect.
I know the violent force of this monster can overpower me when I fight against it.
For me its: Go with
the flow, stay orientated and swim only to keep myself inside the pool.
And in this wonderful
wild dance of life I become part of the sea monster myself.
