The Impetuous Tide

Flow is something I’d generally claim to aspire to: in my creative work, in my life.

When I was in Skye a few weeks back I experienced a different kind of flow.

Standing on the shores at Talisker I found myself both looking out to sea, as the waves were crashing, while the black sands beneath us were shifting, cracking, dissolving  in the current of the river: pouring, coursing, cutting.

River Sea Shore, Talisker

It created an effect a static photo can barely do justice to: the waters moving in all directions at once, in a wildly elemental flow.

Elemental Flow, Talisker

Flow, Jim, but not as we know it.

It made me think of these words that I’d found a few days previously:

For years I have endeavoured to calm an impetuous tide – laboring to make my feelings take an orderly course – it was striving against the stream ~ Mary Wollstonecraft

Here’s to the impetuous tide.

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This is the first of a series of posts this week on images and reflections from Skye. The places of the north and west always get me thinking.

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