THE COMFORTS OF SEA BATHING

Dead sea salts, overflowing waters, coolness, a spray of mist of greenish bluish sea water, a taste in your mouth of freshness, a minty flow of gushing and sprinkling, a body cleanse, a feeling of soapiness, a regular flow of tide waters upon your feet, in between your toes, not a dry feeling, a wet moisturized state of hydration.

Licking the wetness off your lips, saturated from head to toe, water dripping from your hair, wetness on the head and surrounding, enveloping, encompassing. Splashed on the face!

Sweetness of saturation, like sugary water droplets, like lemony lotions massaged into the hands. A beaver washing your hands again and again in the foam.

Wiping your wetted eyes dry so you can see, Emerald greenness of seas into the distance forming a linear horizon smeared between the sky and the sea in a fog.

Dense watery air closing in on you like a cloud hovering, being in a camouflage of protection. Paddling, not kicking, instead drifting, easily easing, floating in with the tide.

Floating in perfect harmony with nature, flowing in and flowing out, set safely upon shallow waters like a shellfish swimming, guided securely into his shell.

Being soothed with the comforts of sea bathing.

RESTING ON THE BEACH

Resting, closing one's eyes, resting and teaching another how to rest, praying for someone to get their rest, closing one's eyes in snatches as you work and being then in prayer to the One Almighty G-d of Abraham and Sarah, Who is everyone's G-d, although some are not willing to pray to Him, but as I rest and as she rests, He gets all our prayers as we petition Him to answer our prayers, to get the so needed rest we need to continue our good work.

Being propped up with my back against a concrete water breaker wall that split the Red Seas, stretching my legs out from under me, resting and feeling the peace of the waters, as I rest being in prayer to G-d for her to rest too as she works. Closing my eyes in rest and feeling her too closing her eyes at the same time although she is miles away, I can feel her getting rest, as each wave brushes softly peacefully upon the shore, rhythmically swaying a baby's cradle back and forth, the baby's eyes are closed, and this rested baby sleeps as her cradle rocks. We sing a lullaby to this baby in Hebrew words, a baby who is guarded in her sleep by the One Almighty G-d of Abraham and Sarah, a baby with a Guardian Angel, a baby who is an Angel herself, a baby who is grown, is an adult, but with the same needs as when she was young, rocking this baby to sleep in song with her eyes closed.

The water tide has come in and is there on the shore near to my feet, wave after wave, splashing onto my legs, cooling me off, refreshing me after my afternoon nap. Swiping the water up in the cup of my hands, natural waters, mikvah waters scooped up and patted onto my face, waters that put me to sleep now wake me up.

Stretching my legs and walking now away from the beach, she has slept and I have slept too. Her needs were met and my needs were met, equally, mutually, side by side, and now we have the strength to do our work and will soon to be resting again.

THE MIRACLE OF THE LAKE MICHIGAN BEACHES

A public invitation to come to the beach! To invite all who read this article to feel the happiness of being at a lake, a Great Lake Michigan, and to feel the warmth of the sunshine with the contrast of the coolness of the waters.

To jump up and avoid a lake water wave that comes rolling in! To have the time of your life and to feel the freshness, to smell the algae and life at the beach, to crunch on polished stones and small seashells beneath your feet.

To be at a place at the beach where there also is a public park, to enjoy seeing small children on swings, swinging back and forth and being in laughter with glee. Lounging on park benches and inhaling it all in, listening to the waters rhythmical music and the songs of the kids.

To be on a walking path with pet dogs on leashes passing you by. Dogs who then jump into the wet water and then shake it all off. To be sprinkled by a shaking dog! To see him feeling good in his cleanness upon his fur, to know he loves the water too.

The beach! A place to relax, a place to have joy. At night a place to see a sunset and a pink glow over all the water. A place to hear the steady regular sound of waves brushing up in a beat like the successive strumming of a guitar. A place to sync in your heartbeat, a place to be at one with nature.

To feel the awe at the beach of G-d's creations, and to feel its greatness. To be in awe day after day, to be overwhelmed with these miracles of G-d's year after year. To have this right outside your front door. To always be at oneness with the miracles that G-d provides for us.