For I know the plans I have for you, plans for welfare and not for calamity to give you a future and a hope. Then, You will call upon me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you. You will Seek me and find me, when you seek with all your heart. I will be found by you and I will restore your fortunes and will gather you from all the nations and from the places where I have driven you, and I will bring you back to the place from where I sent you into exile.
- Jeremiah 29:13
I came back to explore more of the Central California Coast and wanted to venture further North toward San Fransisco.
So to celebrate our 5 year wedding anniversary, my wife and I found a quite little beach town just north of the bay area to stay in. I would walk down to the beach every morning before sunrise and start seeking out the best vista to witness a new day rising. I continually gravitated to this area where the cliffs met the beach and where the sun would kiss the water and clouds. Dodging the tide and scaling some decent seawalls, I climbed over to this remote cove of heaven where it was just myself and a few birds meeting for breakfast. I sat on top of the seawall that I climbed and thought to myself how far my life has come. How fortunate I am to be right here, right now. I felt my heart beat. I listened to my lungs fill with the Autumn air. My soul became still. I began to pray a prayer of thankfulness. My heart has spent most of it's life seeking. And here I am. Sitting still on my 5th wedding anniversary and the sun is rising beyond the cliffs while San Fransisco floats in the distance.
A new morning. A new discovery. Something so private and secluded. Like a gift given in secret between loved ones. Something so valuable and fragile. So much life ahead to hope for. I thought about my beautiful wife I would begin my day with. I wanted to stay forever in what I had found. So many years I have been seeking out good desires and they became alive right here in this moment. It was nothing more than that. Just a moment that soon passed. But it was perfection in true form. It needed to be nothing more. Nothing less. It was enough for me to carry on with hope in my heart. Joy in my soul. Peace in my head. I am so grateful for this moment.
Formerly known as Willow Camp in 1870, this beach is one of the cleanest beaches in California.
Refugees from the San Fransisco earthquake came to this area and built some of it’s first businesses.
Also, Wes Craven’s original horror film “The Fog” was filmed in this small town and beach.
The beach is also known as the red Triangle due to the amount of great white shark attacks since 1952.
Also, Janis Joplin’s cremated ashes were scattered along this beach.