Reflection: Late Spring At The Beach

One of the things I missed most during the lockdown years was the sea. I grew up on the Fife coast with the steady rhythm of the tides as a constant companion, and returning to the shoreline always brings me back to myself. The vastness of the water puts everything into perspective, and the ebb and flow of the waves has a grounding, almost meditative pull.

I love the beach most at liminal times of year, when the seasons are shifting and the world feels suspended between one thing and the next. Right now, as Beltane’s bright Spring energy softens towards early Summer and the light builds towards Litha, there is a particular magic in the air. The landscape feels both restless and hopeful.

When I visited the coast this week the clifftops were dotted with candy-pink wildflowers, the sea was wild from the recent lunar pull, and blue-grey gradually opened into blue sky. There was a hint of warmth carried on the wind (the first whisper of the season to come) and it was the perfect tonic.

I hope you find a moment by the water soon, wherever you are, to breathe deeply and let the turning of the year steady you.