She was known as the Queen of the Sea. Years of salty waves pitted and scuffed her once smooth ebony shell. All of her inhabitants moved out. Her spiral interior is empty. I pushed away the sand [...]
One by one, my friend Wendy rescued the shell family from the shallow water and brought them to my hands for safekeeping. Ocean Whisper: When I am given an opportunity to extend my hand to a [...]
Sometimes I have to remind myself that after a dark night, the sun will dutifully rise to spread the warmth of its morning light. Ocean Whisper: Deep within the darkness, a flicker of light waits.
The view on the beach of my son and daughter playing with their own children mirrored my life of three decades ago. I thanked God for the reflection. Ocean Whisper: The ripples of my life pool [...]
Low tide. Cool sand. Bright sunlight. I welcome a new day on my morning walk. Ocean Whisper: Nature provides us with a reset; each day begins in a state of innocence.
My grandchild Charlotte and I walked hand in hand on the beach. It was her turn to find a shell. Ocean Whisper: God scatters precious gifts on the shoreline; little hands inspect the sand and [...]
Shell number two appeared in the wet sand without its mate. It reminded me of the sadness of separation. Bonds can break, but love endures. Ocean Whisper : Separated from its [...]