Good Morning

I just recently spent the night on the beach for my birthday. I had the whole package, campfire, lady, dogs, close friends and surf. Speaking of which, there were some fun ones coming through. This was the view through my tent and what I woke up to. We didn't even get caught by the park ranger. File this under "The Gypsy"

Beyond Displacement

I stumbled across this vid this morning since the bouys weren't telling me to surf. Lately, I've been exposed to mat riding. I can feel the wave of this situation building. One day it shall "take me to the beach". Approach anyone who owns a modern surfing mat and you will notice an energy well known to surfers. The buzz of "stoke" is unmistakeable and infectious. I imagine that the feeling upon/within one is ethereal, weightless. The energy surrounds you; seducing your atoms into harmonious vibrations of the universe, and hearing its call from the beginning of time. I can imagine that. It's the vibration we feed off of, from the rev of a motorcycle, to the gallop of a horse at full speed, it and we are all connected. One.