Easter Storm

"Will you look at that Tanya: a puddle of seawater where we normally park. We're virtually at sea level and in this storm, even though the wind has died down, I'm not sure we're gonna stay here overnight. Only wants one of those huge storm waves to breach the outer rocks and we'd be sitting in a tidal race!"

 WOW! Sure is impressive to watch though through my little rain spattered side window perched as I am, in my meditation spot where I see these huge rolling, menacing grey storm driven waves breaking and foaming their way toward me only to be split, divided and rendered impotent by the magic of rocky reef and angled sandy beach. Needless to say this is not a silent, benign or still meditation. I feel, as its Easter Sunday, this is more akin to being in touch with powerful forces that can and do rise up anytime, again and again. Magnaminous forces of immense power who reincarnate at will reminding us continually, that, particularly like the vast Oceans, I and all other, are never still, never completely or securely level, never far away from unceasing change.

Yes, this is Colladus Beach, La Manga strip, on Easter Sunday 2019; and a very different beach from the normally benign and sun-kissed one I am more familiar with. I'm at present parked a few metres further back from my normal spot on a slightly raised gravel area up against the rusting railings and crumbling wall of the 'forever been for sale' posh looking villa. The rain is sounding on the roof and the wind is gently rocking 'Rap3' around. Better though than yesterday as I drove up the strip and the vicious storm winds were nearly knocking 'Rap3' across the carriageway. We stayed further down the strip last night tucked under a conveniant wall on the kinder and sheltered Lee side of the strip. A pleasant night it was too with a lovely long walk around the area and the marina earlier and before the rain set back in.

An added colouration to the experience is knowing the UK is enjoying a beautiful warm and sunny Easter. I'm not grumbling though. In fact it is the opposite as the sole reason I've travelled all this way South is so I can command the inclement weather to be here in Spain. This in order good old UK can for once enjoy and relax in benign weather. No, no, please, don't even attempt to thank me (big BIG lol here.) I've already enjoyed beautiful sunshine as per my previous blog. This is the least I can do for you all especially as it is so needed after all the Brexit stress/angst.

"Phew! That was a big one". It reached and breached the beach rise and refilled the large puddle of my normal parking spot. Got a feeling this storm is maybe still on the rise. I shan't move yet but will move back to my sheltered spot under the wall before dark. I don't fancy being here, in the dark, as the winds and seas rise to the ultimate climaxic cacophony of a gleefully screaming mature storm.

HAPPY EASTER EVERYONE.