Friday, August 21, 2015

Having a swim in Jaizkibel


The stones of the shore are grey, like ash, like faded and light blue dust. The whole landscape seems a moon's valley, but with the sea, and with the pine's wood, and with the wet wind of the Cantabric sea. Everywhere loneliness. Everywhere nature's sounds. Many people haven't got the guts to come here, because here they find themselves; they got lost once, and they could find themselves here. And many people don't know they got lost once.
A frog in a cauldron feels good; the water is still warm and soft; the frog forgets the deep and good sensation of the cold water because it feels good in the warm water. But the water is progressively hotter. Suddenly, the water is far too hot and the frog has no time to rectify. The frog didn't know it was lost. Many frogs haven't got the guts to leave the water when it is warm.
Here, in this wild and isolated place of Jaizkibel, people can find themselves. However, considering the fact that everybody carries what he really is every place he or she goes, it turns out that if many people came here, they probably would find their own curses, their own cages.

But now we are all sitting here, on a rock, beside the ocean. I embrace the guitar and start to sing along. Then I take off all my clothes and have a swim. I swim a little bit and then I sunbath on a hot stone. Afterwards I take the guitar again and sing “The Yellow Rose of Texas” . The sun shines strongly, the sea's water sparkles and I have a swim again. My daughter dives too. We feel free, but we don't think about this; we don't think we feel free; we just feel free. Somebody could say that I am a naturist or that I am practising naturism but all is more simple; I am just free. That's all. I don't need to belong to any group nor to wear any label on my back to do what I like to do. I'm just a man in the nature; so, I'm just a man.


Breeze sweeps my skin, drenched in sea's water. I'm in a fit state to live in the present instant as if the time before now never had existed and if the future time was never going to come. But I don't think about this in this moment, I just live this situation without thinking of it. I experienced the dip in the present without thinking that I am diving in the present. We can't deeply enjoy the spontaneous experiences if we think that we are enjoying them. The life's core is deeply thoughtless.






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