Wind Storm ?

Hello everyone!

There are now just two more days of -everything and anything- left before training begins again!
Since I had said I should go out and party, I stuck to the plan and went out the other night with Curtis and Jen. I really enjoyed myself. Discovering the Victoria night life with them was good and a -different-, yet fun experience for a girl from Montreal. The evening started out at a store called Freedom that they turn into a bar about once every month. You can actually purchase clothes and shoes during the evening and make pretty good deals (oh my! Toronto was not good for me. Here I am going on about shopping again!). Anyways, I met some interesting people and enjoyed the more layed-back atmosphere of the Victoria night life. There is a natural feel to it. We later went to a bar called Element, which I enjoyed as I got to dance all I wanted to some good music. Jennifer and I were also very lucky as Curtis seemed to be our personal body guard during the evening. -Pleased to meet you, and this is our body guard, mister Champion, Curtis Champion.-hahaha... We girls have strategy! Closed the bar, and were left hungry for more!
And as it is always great to taste the extreme, the next day, I got up late and stayed at home on my computer and FINALLY went for my first walk on my little beach in the afternoon.
Here is what I had envisioned for my first walk on the beach: Just me clearing my mind of technical thoughts, filling it up with big dreams, walking slowly, feet in the sand, teasing the edge of the waves, taking breaths of the fresh ocean air, looking for shells, listening to some good songs, meditating and walking all the way past that point that I have always been curious about.


Now here is what it actually was like: I opened the door and seized when I took my first breath. HOUH! cold. Went back in to get my tuque and scarf, came back out looking like a snow man, walked down to the beach in my running shoes, never even considered taking them off, turned to the left to start walking , smiled, got whipped violently by the first cold bit of the -wind storm-, stood there surprised, searched and found the smile again, started my precipitated walk leaning against the wind, eyes on that point at the end of the beach.

The dream had suddenly become a mission. I WOULD hear my divine music even though the wind was blowing my speakers off my ears and making it inaudible, I WOULD be able to meditate even if it meant counting the rocks and shells I followed on the fastest line to the point at the end of the beach, I WOULD feel nice and relaxed even though my lips and finger tips and ears were to turn blue, I WOULD get that feeling of freedom I was seeking on that beach walk...but....unfortunately, I WOULD not make it to the point at the end of the beach. When after fifteen minutes of shell following and shoe watching, a big frozen wave caught my toes (so much for my teasing the waves huh!), I suddenly fell out of denial and ran back home on the deserted, grey beach, chased by the frozen sea breeze. Ha! And that was the best part of the beach walk! I was feeling cold YET..... FREE!
I went back home and later heard they had a name for this kind of freezing windy, meteorological situation here in Victoria. It was a -wind storm-, these are very common during the winter here, and that one was pretty big. I was invited to have dinner at Hillerie and John's place, they mentioned that a -Wind Storm- was coming! OUH! (I thought to myself: you sure it has not come yet? ha!), after dinner Curtis and Jen thought it would be great to go see the wind rise the waves over the breakwater.


We went to chilly downtown Victoria and the tide was down, we didn't see much. No, nothing but the beautiful Christmas scene, the tide was too low. I went back home to find out...the party was at my place!!! It was crazy, I struggled to get through the wooden door that the wind was pushing against me before I was able to head down to my place. I woke up during the night, thinking my house would be ripped off the beach and driven into the sky just like in the wizard of oz. The next morning, I woke up as captain Mags, having breakfast in a crazy ocean storm. Looking out my kitchen window to see stranded shipmates


This place is EPIC! I LOVE IT! AND WOULD GO BACK FOR A FROZEN WALK ON THE BEACH OR DOROTHY EXPERIENCE ANYTIME. MY LITTLE HOUSE ON THE BEACH MAKES ME FEEL ALIVE!!

In other news...for the dog lovers: This little guy's name is Lucas. Mom got him from Calgary. He is the new addition to the family.