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Just me, my dog, and the turquoise glow

October 1, 2017

For the past few days, people in Ventura have been talking about bioluminescence happening at our beaches.

Red tides, which often contain harmful algal blooms (HABs), are caused by chemical reactions that occur between algae and other substances. Red by day, blue by night, this colorful ocean phenomenon is a relatively rare natural occurrence…Visible only in the dead of night, phytoplankton emit a soft bluish glow when disturbed, due to a specific chemical reaction that takes place between the algae and surrounding oxygen. Similar to the glow of a lightning bug, the algae glow can be seen within crashing waves, following boat movements and other disturbances in the water. All that is interesting.com

I didn’t know what it would look like. I imagined glowing blobs in the water. Last night, I found out as Abbie and I walked down by the harbor after dark.

It was one of those things where you feel like your eyes are deceiving you. I saw a wave crash glowing turquoise blue in the moonlight and briefly thought “Do they always look like that?”

I walked closer and got my answer. No, no they do not. The waves were full of flashing blue, like soft turquoise lightning under the water. A wave would break and a line of blue would race down the shore along with it. And the boats in the harbor were followed by streams and pools of light.

It was magical. I’m not exactly sure why, but it gave me hope.

I have been so horribly depressed since the presidential election. Each day brings some new crudeness, some new horror, some new assault on freedom and decency. I go about my days feeling like I am going to crack. I feel worn out by it all, like I can never get enough rest, and the rest I do have is shallow and ineffective.

But those blue lights, they showed me a glimpse of another world, a place beyond laws and borders and hatred. A place of hope for something different.

This all made it worth it when I landed flat on my face when I fell into a hole about 2 feet deep someone had dug in the sand. I had been looking at the waves and it was really dark and then…boof. Down she goes.

But I got up, brushed myself off (though there is still sand in my crossbody bag), and kept walking, eager to see what more magic the night would offer.

3 Comments leave one →
  1. cindymaddera permalink
    October 3, 2017 06:45

    Remember when ever one was going on about how 2016 was the worst because we lost so many favorite celebrities? It was the worst because we lost our country and it just keeps getting shittier. But getting up and brushing off the sand is a good way to start making things better.

  2. October 3, 2017 16:32

    This was a captivating post. From beginning to end, you totally nailed it in so many ways. We must try to keep having hope..even while we keep falling into holes. Even when it is so so hard. Thanks for writing this so beautifully.

  3. October 7, 2017 08:53

    That sounds so great. Really wish I could have seen it. So happy you had a chance to.

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