.... it definitely helps to talk to yourself ...

Can't help but love her!

I embraced the silence today ....... it had a language all of it’s own ..... I didn’t listen to my music like I often do on my rambles ..... I didn’t stop and chat .... my children will be shocked!  I had no choice .... overcast skies and summer dog times ensured that the beach was devoid of human or hound company early this morning.

My overcast bay this morning ...

Hmmmm "Life is dangerous ... it may eventually kill you" 

Sometimes embracing the silence is necessary .... it stills my mind ... enables me to catch up with myself .... and allow all those thoughts I’ve been thinking to take shape and form.  There is so much I want to do ..... there are so many things I want to find out about .... there just aren’t enough hours in my day sometimes to accomplish all that I want.  It’s so easy to get distracted ... I follow one line of thought and it takes me into another ... and another ... and yet again .... another.  Before I know it my original train of thought has been hijacked ....

One HAPPY puppy!

Everything begins with a thought ..... it whispers itself out to you ..... it invades your dreams ... and it’s often in those dreams that the thought gains substance. Some days I feel I’m going to explode .....  I feel frustrated at my inability to turn these thoughts into something tangible.  I know I’m not alone in this frustration .... we all, at some stage or another, struggle to express ourselves in a way which makes any sense.

The tide was out so she wanted to go further around Ladies Bay

My rambles allow me the space to express this frustration .. particularly on days like today ... there’s no-one around to hear me talk to myself ..... only the hound ... and she already knows she has a whacky human in charge ... so she’s not the slightest bit concerned by the one-sided conversation.  It definitely helps to talk to yourself ... no-one to answer you back ... no-one to dispute the answers you give yourself ... you’re ALWAYS right! 

Summer dog times mean we're including Ladies Bay .... oh yes, the bay of ill repute ..... in our rambles again.  The hound knows when we leave St. Heliers Bay and head up the hill to the view site, that we're going to divert down the stairs to Ladies Bay for a swim.  Her swim, that is, not mine ... it's just not warm enough for me yet.  On overcast days like today the nudists are noticeable by their absence .... I had the whole beach to myself .... no nudists, no fishermen, no tourists .... no nothing .... not even a sea lion ... just me and the hound.  Whilst she retrieved ball after ball ..... and ball again .... I wandered up and down the beach skimming shells into the waves ... and listening to the whispers in my mind.  They make so much sense ... and the silence helps me understand them.

I am .... and so are we all .... way more powerful than what we give ourselves credit for.  Our minds are amazing tools .... we can achieve anything if we truly believe we can.  That’s where it stops ..... BELIEF ..... I have to believe in me .... it’s that simple!  

Tut’s message today says it all “Every fortune, gold medal and trophy... every comeback, triumph and celebration... every kiss, hug... and hand held ... were first a thought, a whisper, or a dream.”

.... or as my hound would probably think .... every ball ... every log ... every wave ........ they were first a thought ............. a whisper ............ or a dream ........... hmmmmm.

My bay at lunchtime .... not a cloud in site .... and the only activity on the sand was a couple of fornicating seagulls!