It’s great to look out to sea.

It weaves.

Then it strikes the land.

The land weaves, too.

Any way you look at it, it weaves.

The beach, too. Here the sun gets woven into the basket.

You get to walk on the sun.

Or through it.

Heart mysteries here.

Even the pebbles of the strand are woven.

You can pick them up, carry them for awhile, and then lay them down and make a wish. Then you are woven in there, too.

There is no end to the ways in which you can be woven into deep time.

Such stories.All within one story!

It is the story of your blood.

It is not the sea. It is also the land carrying the sea back out at the same time the sea carries the land back out at the same time the land stays behind at the same time the sea uses the land as an anchor.

In this way, the floors of ancient beaches become the ground of new ones.They dive deep under the earth and then rise up.

Look how the deep earth has broken old sands apart and then bound them together with hardened glass created by seawater heated 100 kilometres below you, and now touching your feet.Look at the pebbles, worked loose from petrified beaches, roll again in the light.

Look how the tides, created by the moon …

… use a tiny piece of solidified gas, heated by water and earth, to remake the moon in the ancient shore that is new again. It does it a billion times at once, in a billion different ways. It is a language. Your body knows how to read it.You know how to flow with it.

You know how to braid …

… to cord …

… to rope …

… to knot …

… to twine …

and to twist.

You know how to enter the weaving and walk within the moon and cast for the spirit of the river.

You moon creature, you. You stone person. You are walking through the weave.You are stone being made in the shape of the water being made by the earth in the shape of the moon.

You are very close to your voice. You are speaking now.

You aren’t going anywhere.

Where would you go that wasn’t a place you had already arrived.

You who are woven with the sun. You who are the water the sun and the earth braid into channels.

You who are facing the moon.

Then swimming out into it.

You who are already flying back in.

Come, we have made a place for you among us.

In the flow.

In all its pools.

All of us together.

All of us.

Together.