I don’t find myself heading north very often, but found myself at 7am today on this beautiful beach at Urenui, half an hour from my home town. It was calm and the sun had just appeared and I was in awe of the reflections and the rock formations. I felt inspired for the first time in quite a while and that was a great feeling. .
The cliffs around this part of the country are old. Not ancient perhaps, as we are after all a relatively new country in the wider scheme of land formation and the like. But the rocks are old still and they are beaten daily by the relentless tides, winds and weather. They have a primitive, raw feeling about them and you feel as though you might be the very first person to touch them.
It’s a surreal feeling to find yourself on an isolated beach…just you, the rocky cliff face and the sea moving toward you. You feel momentarily like an explorer, a discoverer of new lands. You feel powerful and exhilarated and as you look at the huge cliffs and endless sea, somehow also strangely tiny and irrelevant.