Oregon Coast Part II
By Gary Eby
Yesterday, I went to the Coast with my dog Max. The drive down HWY 199 was beautiful and relaxing. We were blessed by warmth and sunshine all the way to Brookings Harbor, Oregon. Of course passing through the Redwoods along the way never fails to nourish my soul with solitude, majesty, and magnificence.
Unfortunately, the fog was still hanging around the ocean. But you know what? I really didn’t mind. Max had a fantastic time exploring all the new sights, smells, and sensations on the beach. I was comforted by the glorious, huge, crashing waves, and all that white and bubbling sea foam. Despite the fog, the temperature was pleasant and comfortable.
As Max and I walked the beach, I noticed that there were piles of fresh driftwood strewn all over the place. Some people were actually constructing a tepee monument out of the surrounding sticks and branches. I spotted an excellent white-tarnished stick that seemed appropriate as a walking staff.
Max and I continued our journey up and down the beach, with my new staff blazing a trail through the soft, dark, wet sand, cluttered with small rocks and other possible keepsakes. Somewhere along the beach, Max and I decided to take a break by sitting on a huge and abandoned tree stump. Max jumped up and started cuddling with me. I stared out at those gray and white rolling waves, very much soothed by the sounds of the surf.
Then I took a moment to recite Hoʻoponopono: “I love you; I am sorry; Please forgive me; Thank you.” Actually this process is a Hawaiian healing system designed to help us surrender and connect with the Divine.
Consequently, I actually felt a powerful sense of being at one with the ocean, our Creator, and with all friends and family who have touched my life in many beautiful and mysterious ways. This special moment lingers with me now.
Of course Max and I are back home, enjoying another wonderful day in Cave Junction, Oregon as we live in our retirement community. I am still saying “thank you” for all the amazing experiences that have occurred in my humble life.
So here is a toast to all the people, places, and things, which remain an important part of the tapestry of my life, symbolized by a mighty staff and tepee monument that still rests on the beach in Brookings Harbor.
Oregon Coast Arch Rock
Oregon Coast Part I
- Oregon Coast Part I
My wife Susan and I are fortunate that we live in Cave Junction, Oregon. It's only about an hour and twenty-minute drive to the coast where we can walk bare-foot on the beach. When I'm having a bad day or a difficult moment, in my mind's eye I...