Find Him Playing in the Crashing Surf
Last week I wrote about Mars in Retrograde, drawing the conclusion that it's really the effect of "Mars on Holiday" that we're experiencing - the "absence" of Mars, in a way.
In December, I pondered Mars at Play, but didn't really have a good handle on what kind of experience that would be.
Psychologically Ultimate Seashore, a 60 minute recording of the surf, and I realized - "There he is! And he's PLAYING!"
So there he was, playing in the surf. Relaxing, laughing, enjoying himself. Restoring himself.
Mars on Holiday.
Interestingly, I've been feeling the need recently to grab my wet suit and head up the coast to Linda Mar (Spanish for Cute Sea) to do some body surfing. The cold Pacific on my hands, feet, and face. The roiling waves. The crashing tumult in my ears. The taste of salt water.
Sounds like it will get my blood pumping, and I'll feel invigorated and refreshed, without the least bit of conflict or stress.
By the time night falls, I'll be ready for a deep, sound sleep.