Vol III: #5 Back in the Saddle


Ben, my flatmate, and I drove out the Redwoods Saturday morning. It was a cool, breezy day- very typical for the north coast of California. And, we spent most of our time on a black sand beach just north of Arcata. After a few moments on the beach, I kicked off my shoes and strolled up the beach along the water’s edge. Ben joined me. On this day and for the first time, I noticed the colors of the pebbles and stones scattered on the shore. Together, they made a rainbow of reds, sea greens, yellows, and speckled variations. They were beautiful which is why I’m writing about them.

On the drive home, I began to feel grounded for the first time since mid-July. My thoughts were clear and focused. It’s not the first time a visit to the beach helped calm my mind and settled my heart. Today, I woke up ready to take on the week. And, I thank God for the healing power of beaches and trees and fresh air.


Nik Curfman

I am a writer and artist in the early stages of my trek. I spent 20 years trying to be who I thought I needed to be, and now I am running after who I am. Fearless Grit is my space to document and share the process. 

https://fearlessgrit.com
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