“I find there is a quality to being alone that is incredibly precious. Life rushes back into the void, richer, more vivid, fuller than before.”
― Anne Morrow Lindbergh, Gift from the Sea
Anne Morrow Lindbergh is one of my favourite authors. I return to her books often. I think about her life and her works when I’m on Cable Beach.
Cable Beach in Broome is 22 km of pure bliss. White sands, azure water, and fabulous sunsets. There have been many happy times there in the company of others, chatting, sipping a drink or walking. But. Yes, there is always a but! But, I have enjoyed many, dare I say, happier times there on my own.
On my own I’ve walked the beach oblivious of its sweeping beauty. I’ve drowned out chatter. I’ve walked looking down at my feet where I have found beauty beyond words. Today I want to share the rocks with you. The rocks of the Kimberley region are gorgeous. The colours, the shapes, the stories of ancient times. Just before my trip a new dinosaur footprint was found on a rock in a new area of the beach. (There are known dinosaur footprints at one end of the beach).
The tides always leave behind gifts. There have been times I have watched the tide recede before walking, my step quickening in anticipation. Sometimes, thousands of shells are left behind. Sometimes, clear rock pools. But, always, generous gifts to the seeing eye.
Embracing the ebb and flow of tides is a life lesson. There is predicability in the movement of tides. What goes out, comes in again.
I have left nothing behind on Cable Beach except my footprints, my joy, my solitude. I believe the tides will return them to me. I can’t wait to return and receive more gifts from the sea.
a dawn bird