This wave kind of knocked me down. Maybe it is the blue splashes in the front. I like it tho. I like how it looks like a mountain.... powerful.
I haven't been swimming in waves like this in a long time. They are on the other side of the island. I actually like that there are NO ROCKS in this painting.
I don't want to crash against the rocks anymore but I think that is what happens in life Big rocks splatter the water and the foam is everywhere.
One of my favorite places in the universe to be is out beyond the waves. Peace. To get there you have to get through the crashing waves and hopefully make it back to the beach after floating contentedly in the blue green quiet. I actually enjoy riding the waves but it is getting so it takes too much out of me. Here on my side of the island we mostly have tidal pools....my speed.
I feel pummeled by the new politics. The white nationalists saying .. "Heil Trump" makes me nervous. This is not an ordinary time where we just have to get used to the Bushes and make it to the next election. Bannon as senior counsel to the President is an extremely serious move. If Trump didnt have ties with the kkk through his father and grandfather I wouldnt be so alarmed. Crash!
What to do about depression? Doldrums..lethargy....hopelessness. Swim in the waves and find that peace out beyond them while enjoying the challenge of getting through them. I used to be good at it. Now, it seems I just wait for it all to be over.
The White Nationalist movement was always with us. Obama was not accepted because he was Black and then because he was a Democrat. Our eight years of Obama lulled me into thinking we were all done with racism. We still have to crash through the waves to get back to the beach.