We've just returned from a walk on Ocean Beach. The waves broke sluggishly towards the shore. It didn't blow much, but I suddenly felt a kind of menance. I could sense the two-faced personality of the sea. The way it changes.
Then I realized it's been awhile since we've done some serious crossings. On Ocean Beach I didn't really experience anything else than the human concepts of the sea. Thoughts and fear, and how it arises. The way it comes and goes in our minds.
