That's All I'm Asking For...

  I am finding it hard to be all chronological with this account of my shared experience in Myrtle Beach with my friend, the Mystic. After all, experience is rarely linear, or at least I rarely remember it that way. As I’ve shared in earlier posts, I’m led mostly by feeling . When I think of the feeling of this trip, it is deep, soul-awakening and cleansing, and all felt so new since we were visiting a place I have never been. I woke around 4:30am, with a sour stomach from our previous night of fun at Broadway on the Beach. Just as I was about to bolt to the bathroom, I felt someone stand up from sitting next to me on the bed! I could hear and feel my bestie to my back, so I looked out into the darkness of the hotel room and said “Hello?”, as if the unseen presence would answer. But answer it did, with a wave of warm, almost tingly energy that entered my body on my right side from mid-thigh to the bottom of my ribs. It felt benevolent and loving and I would have liked to have relaxed

My first full day ocean-side started early. They all started early. Between 4:30 and 5:30am seemed my vacation rising time and I had no choice but to go with it! The sunrise was brilliant, the ocean breeze solidified my wide-awakeness and I got to see all the goings-on that most vacationers miss. Activities like lifeguards setting up the beach chairs and umbrellas temporary beach-bums like my bestie and I would later rent for the day. Hotel staff cleaning the pool and enjoying the sunrise with me, and a few other early-risers walking the beach and watching all the birds dive and glide in the breeze. When I served as the opening barista at our local coffee shop, I reveled in catching glimpses of early-morning phenomena I was one of few to see from my vantage point, and I loved it. It felt like secret sensory treasures, gifted for my eyes only. My early beach mornings felt similar, but surprisingly, I was not by any means alone at those ungodly hours! It also gave me time to meet new “