I drove to Stinson Beach this morning.  I was early enough to be alone on the beach at low tide.  When I lay back on the sand, I heard the waves from underneath and all around, pounding jets, surround sound.  Sandpipers skittered and one turkey vulture enjoyed a breakfast of decaying seagull.

“Awakening is truly nothing more or less than being right here in this moment, just as it is, and just as we are.”

— JOAN TOLLIFSON