The Last Day
For the last day of my writing retreat, I opted to spend the afternoon at the Cape Cod National Seashore. Communing with the ocean where the waves meet the shore has always been, for me, a great way to center my thoughts and find perspective. A great way to remember that I am something small (not unimportant, but small) in a reality much greater. A great place to listen for the whispers of God.
There's something about the peacefulness of a salt marsh that's almost spiritual. It's God-breathed, teeming with life, a biologist's dream, and a remarkable buffer between land and sea that has elements of both. Grass, fish, birds, amphibians, fresh water and salt, the open ocean just beyond the protective spit of sand. You can almost close your eyes and see the millions of years of geologic change and biological evolution that brought you this place of quiet ferment, this thing of beauty that helps clean the sea and protect its young, and at the same time shields the land from the sea's fury. On this occasion I didn't see any charismatic birds or other animals, but in quiet contemplation I did feel the hint of divinity, and of the deep works of time.
Interestingly, I also perceived more clearly some things that have been eluding me, details that might well be important to The Chaos Chronicles, and to the story behind The Reefs of Time. In the salt marsh I saw some things I needed to know about the translator (this will make sense only if you've read at least one of the books), and even about the enemy that makes life in the galaxy so fraught with danger in this new book. I also realized I probably need to add a couple of new chapters in the next draft, chapters set way back in deep, deep time. So you see, sometimes the quiet, personal times like standing and contemplating the ocean's edge are exactly what the writer of far-flung futures in space needs. I'm grateful to have had the chance.
Here are a few more pictures. The open ocean over the dunes was pretty wonderful, too.
(And considering that I was holding my cellphone camera at arm's length and aiming blind, I thought the "self portrait of the artist" came out pretty well.)