Out of my comfort zone

It is such a beautiful morning. For the first time this year, the temperature dropped, and a touch of winter was evident.

Blessed relief after a horrid, humid summer.

My partner is recovering from surgery, unable to surf for six weeks.

I go surfing on my own.

While I know some of the locals at our local surf break, I miss my coach and guide, my confidence booster and wave selector.

While figuring it out alone is good for me — I miss the partnership and support.

At one point at least a dozen schools of garfish are skimming the waves, escaping from some predator beneath my feet. Should I worry?

The sunrise across the water is spectacular.

I move down the beach to find some space. I have to navigate the rogue surfer who paddles around me and drops in on my wave. Even in the water, there are people who take what they want, when they want and do not care about others or a code of sharing.

My comfort zone is wobbly. The learning curve steep. After several years, the progress seems slow.

Everyone says it takes years. And that the best thing you can do is be patient and enjoy the movements. Being on the water. The sunrise, sea life. Challenge.

Somewhere in my biology, the skill will find its way. At some point, I will drop below the chatter of my mind and become the wave and the board.

The school of learning is a playground. I am grateful for the opportunity to be out of my comfort zone, for here, in this wobbly place, I remember humility.

Photo Taken April 10th 2024, that is me in the water

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