The Ocean is marked by emptiness

July 10, 2012 at 12:30 PM | Posted in Atlantic Ocean, Family Life | Leave a comment
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The Atlantic Ocean along the coast of Long Island takes on the name of its beaches, whether the Jones and Gilgo beaches of my youth or now Main, Georgica, Indian Wells and Egypt. These names create illusion as they seek to narrow  the incomprehensible and give us our own private possession. When something is empty the Buddhists say that it is not just one thing but everything.

Luke on the beach

When I was young I went often to the beach and rode the waves in. Then as a teenager, one summer, missed just two week days. Young Ingrid Kainz, a young slip of a thing, and I went often as we dated.

Now, my oldest grandson Jack is in his second year of being chased by the endless waves and Luke ‘hit the beach’ for his first time just the other day.

As we left the beach I asked Jack if he wanted to take the ocean back with him to Illinois. He looked at it and said that he couldn’t because it was too big.

Jack in his element

Indeed it is young fellow. It is so big and so empty.

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