waves, dragonflies and slugs

I had a fabulouso w/e at the cabin. I dove, jumped, splashed and sat in the waves that rocked the shoreline. I settled into the childlike activity of walking around in my bathing trunks scavenging for special treats left by nature and passing sailboats along the bay. On my third return to the sloppy waves, I came across a drifting dragonfly which I eagerly scooped up and brought to shore. I don't know about you, but I've never seen one still and up close. They're rather remarkable looking creatures, so intricate are its wings and eyes that are very big and cartoonish. I allowed it to dry outside and then proceeded to take its picture. I don't have a macro lens, so my attempt at focusing in on any of its detail was in vain. Later on in the day I was lying on a rock reading about a foot away from the water when I noticed a smaller slug like creature shimming across the many crevices of the rock floor looking perhaps for food or shelter. There was a slight breeze that repeatedly knocked this little guy off its foraging path and rolled him many times over. Without a complaint he would upright himself and continue plugging along the rock for what I'm sure amounted to The Badlands for this little guy. If this was not enough of a struggle, the waves crept further up the rock and submerged him under water. Thinking he was for sure a goner, I was happily surprised to find him poking around under water for food, a true testament that nature, although at times life threatening, allows us to adjust to the obstacles put in our path. Having the opportunity to watch the buzz of life around you is indeed humbling. If ever you feel stuck upon the pedestal of your own life, my advice is to get down really low, be still and pay attention to the movement all around you. As big as we may feel, we are yet a fraction of the pulse of life.