Tuesday 21 August 2012

Jellyfish and repetition…

Repetition seems to be my fate. Sonya, a Facebook friend of mine, posted this picture of a jellyfish over the weekend. Just look at how close she came to stepping on the gelatinous lump.

Yes, Jellyfish Encounters of the Third Kind. First – seeing one in the sea. Second – seeing one on the beach. Third – stepping on one.

There I was just about to launch into a blog about my jellyfish encounters when I realised that I might have done it before. I was going to write about how I once found a huge Lion’s Mane jellyfish; washed up on a Cornish beach, brought down from the arctic, an eight feet lump of fly covered yellowish jelly. And how a couple of years ago mingled with the bladder wrack on Whistling Sands, I blundered into thousand on thousand of tiny Saucers thrown up on the sandy shoreline, the sea full, the beach covered, their delicate pinkness turning to dull grey in the warm holiday sunshine. But when I checked back I found that, yes, I’d written about it before.

Just a couple of things - I think that I’ve dredged my experience and memories close to their apparently very shallow depths and that it might be time to stop. Secondly, it confirms my belief that everything is a loop, the same things happening over and over with only slight variances to distinguish them – well, that’s my belief anyway, my reality; probably a self-fulfilling prophecy.

So, no jellyfish stories of the past then… apparently I’ve already done them HERE (just click).

Repetition; the fruits of a life spent too safely, never stepping on the jellyfish for fear of getting stung.


10 comments:

  1. Della Jayne Roberts on FB
    Do you remember jumping into the water in Yugoslavia and landing on a sea urchin? All those black spiny bits. Ouch!

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    1. How could I forget. I limped for weeks, how on earth do you remember that? I may blog that.

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    2. Della Jayne Roberts
      Whenever I see clear blue sea and can't see the bottom it's my first thought!! Where was it we could wade out in the water and it didn't go above the shoulders? Medulin? I remember wading out.

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  2. Richard Shore on FB.
    Repetition never did Warhol any harm. Besides, isn't it in the telling not the story?

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  3. B. Kapral
    Everyone needs to step on a jellyfish at least once in their life. You get stung but at least you know what pain is.

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  4. Sonya Tickle on Facebook:
    "Love the post and your jellyfish picture x"

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    1. I'm off to find a few jellyfishes next week, but if they I can't find them I really do hope that they find me although I'm more of a redhead kinda guy myself.

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