Did I tell you our new home is next to the beach? We already went to the beach a lot, but now we go there all the time. I love it!
We just returned from a long walk in the dunes and on the beach. It is cold outside, winter is here!
I don’t mind the cold. As long as I keep moving I am warm. So I was glad when we were on the beach, so I could run.
However, after a while I slowed my pace, because there was something very awkward moving on the beach:
It was slithering over the sand (one can hardly call that movement walking) and it was not amused to see us. It made noises and M said: “I don’t think it likes us being here.” Well, I am certain it did not like us, because I could understand what it said. I won’t repeat it here, but it was very clear. Sea creatures use some rough language!
We never met a sea creature like this before. I cautiously investigated it, from a distance – one never knows how wild creatures react and I like my dainty nose. Anyway: it smelled like salt. Fishy things. Exciting!
I knew when I started blogging that I would become famous one day. I’m happy to see this became true – my blog has been read thousands of times and more than 100 humans and canines subscribe to The Bubbles Diaries. More than 100! That is an amazing figure, they won’t even fit into my house!
I think this is awesome. I always wanted to be a famous dog, you know. From the moment I left the shelter and knew Great Things were awaiting me. So I was rather pleased when we went to the beach yesterday and I saw that some very thoughtful fans had rolled out the red carpet for me. A red carpet onto my favorite beach! I don’t know who did it, but I’d like to say: thank you. You know what a celebrity needs!
M is absorbed in a book and she tells me something about it now and then. I like it when she is talking to me – when she reads I doze beside her and sometimes I pay attention to what she is saying. This book apparently is about walking. That is no surprise to me: she likes walking and when she doesn’t walk she likes to read about walking. I have the same, in a way: I like eating and running and when I don’t eat or run I like to dream about it. That and walking exciting paths.
Anyway, this book about walking is not just about the movement itself or interesting paths, it is about the philosophy of walking too. Yesterday M told me something interesting she had read. It is about darshan. That is a word in the Sanskrit language and it means seeing a divine vision. The writer of the book (check the tags down this blog for his name, M does the tags, I do not bother about them) walks in the Himalayas and sees this wonderful mountain. It is so astonishingly beautiful that it feels like a sacred place. That is what darshan means, he writes.
I have been wondering about this. M told me it is not just about seeing something divine, but about feeling it too. I do not sense much difference between that, because for us canines seeing is feeling is hearing is smelling…. well, maybe you know what I mean. For us it all comes together in one experience. I do know the feeling of darshan. It is exactly like this writer says: I feel it when I am near something beautiful. Or, better: in something beautiful. Like a magical green forest:
Or in the mountains. Especially mountains, I guess they have a lot of darshan:
But near our home I have this experience too, now and then. Mostly when we are near or on the beach and the ocean is vast and smooth under a silver sky:
I wonder: could there be darshan in food, too? It feels wonderful to see juicy food and know one will get it. But that is another feeling than I have in the mountains. So maybe that is not darshan, but something else. I wonder if the book says something about that, too. I will pay attention to what M is telling me these days…
Hurray, I am home and the beach is still here! We went there today, I ran next to our cargobike. The path to the beach is nice too, it is lined with lots of smells (rabbits! rabbit shit! foxes!). This is what the path looks like – and me running next to the bike:
Then we take a sharp turn to the right and we park the bike, overlooking the sea. The leash is off and I am off! Off to the beach:
Today it was very quiet, there weren’t a lot of other dogs to play with, alas. But M and P threw ball for me, which was great. I love this beach. I think it is the best beach in the world. What is your favorite beach?