Sunny Last Day Of September

Just returned from some time spent by the Inukshuk...an Inuit traditional structure of large stones placed on each other
to make a commanding shape...relaxing on a bench...and looking outwards to the blue waters and mountains across the way.
Waves...large enough to be heard...were coming in to the nearby shore...and it all brought a liberating notion to me. It was
that the dissonances experienced so far this year...among the land dwellers next to the ocean...including myself... were somehow being put in their place...as unnecessary baggage we make out of our life experiences. The finger of the ocean...coming in not far from my feet...reminded me of a "greater reality"...with the waves beating on this very shore from deep in the mists of time...and long before we shore creatures arrived with our quarrels...hypocrises...and wars. And so...for
a while this afternoon...I was able to rest any "stuff" I carry...down...and embrace the peace that can come when you are
priviliged to be...where "Creation sings"...and are able to let the city and life clangings be...hoping that back in the restless
arms of the city...you remember what you've experienced...on a sunny last day of September..................Quester.