I left my sarong, spread out long for lounging and Deva Om, in the care of someone I just met, to walk into the Pacific just after sunset.
I walked slowly, stopping to chat with a young family of a naked, chubby one year old boy who was joy personified, stumbling across the sand, fists full, putting what must’ve felt like miles of distance between he and his mama.
I thought about my soon to be a chubby grandchild on this very beach a year from now.
I stepped in and was surprised by how cool it felt after the 97° day. I reached in with cupped hands and brought the water to my forehead and heart.
Later tonight after I turned every light off in my house, I went out to the pool, naked. Floating in the water listening to geckos and wind, I offered myself up to the jungle saying, “Here I am. Take me.“
Laura Martier is a long-time Outer Banks resident who currently divides her time between her home in Southern Shores, where she lives with her partner Dan Martier and dog Deva Om and Nosara, Costa Rica. After almost 17 years of non-profit management, fundraising and community building, Martier now dedicates herself solely to seeking adventure and expressing herself though music, movement and writing.