I made a friend on the beach, I named him Content Seagull, a good pilgrim name. I found the beach a wonderful place to meditate – the waves are so restful – and Content Seagull joined me in my meditations, he seemed to like me and he hung out with me. I told him we had no food to give him, but he didn’t seem to mind, when he heard the gong on my meditator app on the Ipad, he appeared and sat there with me, a message of some kind that I cannot being to fathom. The horses have been talking to me all year, now a seagull? Perhaps a benign kind of dementia. Perhaps a benign kind of sanity.