A Prompt From Lucy King About My Love Affair With Summer

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I am a Sagittarius. Winter-Borne. For the whole of My Life, I have looked forward to the month of December. Birthday, Christmas, The Season of All Good Things.

I waited eleven months for The Month That Counted.

Until one day — The Universe lead me to the edge of the sea and Just. Like. That. It was Love at first sight.

I found The Yin to my lifetime of Yang. I was complete here. My Grounded Fire found Wind and Water — together we were released into The Ether.

Re-Born as a Lover of Summer.

Granted — one doesn’t need Summer to go to The Sea. In fact, often it is a much more peaceful experience to be there in ‘off-season’ or certainly not on a North Carolina beach from June 1 — November 1, when Kali remodels the shoreline at will with storms Humans have the audacity to name after themselves. As if we could ever wield that sort of power and magnificence!

Friends attempt to draw me to their places — mountains, desert — but I cannot linger there. I fell in love with Summer at the ocean’s edge. Where I stand at the edge of the world — feet in the surf — and know I am connected to whatever lies beyond and all which lies in between. I am plugged into Life.

In Summer — the surf is warm — I make my way out to the trough between the breaking waves and float as She holds me womb-like. At night the clouds gather and She puts on Her own fireworks display as cloud to cloud and cloud to ocean lightning dances miles out at sea. Pods of dolphins jump and play sending me greetings for a happy day as I sip my morning coffee on the deck and soak up The Gifts of peace and vitamin D.

I was thirty-five when I first came to the NC coast and began this Love Affair. A bit older than John Denver — however the tribute he wrote to the Rocky Mountains ring true for my rebirth as sea level as well.

“He was born in the summer of his 27th year
Coming home to a place he’d never been before
He left yesterday behind him, you might say he was born again
You might say he found a key for every door” — Rocky Mountain High: John Denver

Namaste.

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