Bri, my good friend since 7th grade, started an annual tradition of camping on New Years Eve.
Arriving early, I strolled to the beach with a bright constellation and small flashlight illuminating the way. The rocky shore and dark, roaring ocean seemed infinite and slightly frightful. Cutting the light and allowing my vision to adjust, I felt calm when suddenly a guy walked over to chat. After a quick screen, I determined he was harmless and we began talking about the stunning Milky Way, gratitude for life in California, and what a good idea it was to camp on New Years Eve. After a moment of silence and deep breath he said, "I figured out life a few days ago." "Oh yeah, what did you conclude?" I replied. "LOVE," he said and proceeded to tell me that he found the love of his life a few days prior. Smiling I said, "Yes, love is the root. Love is all." I stayed a few minutes enjoying the mysterious night and friendly visitor, then excused myself to meet up with Bri and Bella, Bri's mom, at the campsite.
So excited like kids on a wildlife school retreat, the three of us built a fire and pitched a tent. We chatted for hours over good whisky, homemade guac and tasty snacks, read tarot glimpsing at future possibilities, and burned wish paper in the roaring fire expelling anything unwanted on sheet #1 and anything desired for 2016 on sheet #2. The experience was cathartic.
We toasted with delicious almond champagne at midnight, proceeded with our girl talk for a few more hours, then kissed Bella goodbye as she had to return home to take care of the dogs. Bri and I dove headfirst into the tent and wrapped up tightly in layers, blankets and sleeping bags. Inhaling crisp, fresh air and melting into cold, hard earth felt restorative and grounding.
The next morning, 1/1/16, a beautiful view, bright light, branches and leaves kissed the tent. We danced in enlightening, profound conversations over freshly ground, bold coffee, s'mores and Fleetwood Mac tunes. Our kind of day ;)
Drawing water goddess cards the night before, Bri Sedna and I Sulis, we ventured to the sea! Though eager to find a good surf spot, there was no swell. Instead, we captured our traditional jump in one shot at Leo Carrillo and settled on Point Dume for a swim. The dip was ice cold but utterly invigorating and awakening. Next we strolled the coast and scaled a rock formation overlooking a secret beach. The view was nothing less than picturesque and ocean perfect.
Sauntering back, we bathed in feelings of happiness, fulfillment and calm keeping this serene lull for the drive home and rest of evening.
- Ending the year in dark with a fire
- Starting a new year under sunrise and light
- Vast, ominous experience of the ocean at night
- Warm, friendly beach during the day
- Biblical imagery laying then arising from cold, hard earth
- 3 birds, 3 ladies, 3 of cups (trinity)
- The ability of an ice cold Pacific Ocean bath to shock and invigorate
- Craft an ideal experience
- Extraordinary experiences and extraordinary friends all of the time
- From nothing, everything is possible