13 – Wind

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I like walking on the beach. It’s good for the mind, body, and soul – and refreshing on my feet.

Wind is one of our earthly constants. Although it may only be slight at our planet’s surface, winds are constant throughout the atmosphere.

Today the wind is strong and gusty – not a whispery breeze. Today the wind provides a strong headwind as I walk. Today the wind roars as it passes my ears. Today is more of a slap than a feathery touch – but tomorrow may be different.

Today’s wind causes me to think about other terms associated with wind – gales, gusts, squalls, storms, cyclones, hurricanes, typhoons, tornadoes, vortices, and more. Other terms describing wind come to mind as sea breezes, mountain breezes, desert winds, easterlies, westerlies, prevailing, polar, topical, headwinds, tailwinds, trade winds, crosswinds, and there are more.

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The wind is as moody and fickle as people. Winds change throughout the day and from day to day. The winds of yesterday, today, and tomorrow are all different.

The wind always speaks to us in the form of spirits, messages, metaphors, and similes. But do we listen? Does anyone even know the language it speaks? Maybe the wind’s language is understood by all human languages. Maybe the wind just stimulates personal private thoughts.

The wind is mysterious. We don’t see it, but notice its effects. We can’t hold it, but feel it on our body. When we try to touch it, it provides a passing glance then moves on.

Like us, the wind can be conflicting and complex in its messaging. Like the wind, change is constant in life – and an absolute certainty – especially as technology seems to be moving us to change faster and faster. To some, change is an uncontrollable feeling of a piece of paper being tossed around by the wind.

I watch an approaching helicopter fly into the stiff wind. It flies straight, but the pilot positions the aircraft at an angle for reasons I do not know – but it must be because of the wind. That stiff wind is also the resistance that comes with change – that resistance for maintaining the comfort of the status quo.

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Whereas the wind provides resistance, it can also be a directive – like moving with ease when implementing an idea. Who doesn’t like the wind at their back? That wind also allows us to float with ease – but, it can be like riding a wild bull. On the other hand, a wind in the face is a challenge to be overcome.

The wind freely moves as if it is its own boss – but we can work within the wind’s parameters by adjusting our hoisted sails.

From causing leaves to rustle, flags to flutter, and refreshing our skin, the wind is poetic – it’s moving – it provides imagery to us all. The wind can be soft or rough – fierce or gentle – hot or cold – damaging or refreshing while delivering a variety of messages. Yet, the wind is free – free to do as it wants – even imposing its will.

The wind can act in many ways. It can blow, bluster, harass, howl, roar, swirl, whistle, whip, and more. The wind also has many moods as angry, breezy, brisk, fresh, hostile, never-ending, quiet, relentless, soft, subtle, stormy, and unsettled to name a few.

The wind can be meditative. To some, it’s a fresh light breeze. To others, it’s a gentle sound of windchimes caused by the wind. To those by the sea, it’s the collective scent of water, salt, and marine life the wind carries. Sometimes, it’s the simple wind from an oscillating fan. All these allow the heart to slow, the body to relax, for thoughts to be blown away – all in the name of a gentle wind soothing the soul.

Wind – that natural flow of atmospheric gases along the Earth’s surface – simply, the movement of air.

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Wind – that force moving sand along the beach, changing the landscape, eroding stone, and making trees and other tall plants dance.

Wind – a necessity for recreation as moving sailboats, flying kites, windsurfing, hand gliding, parasailing, and more.

Wind – a source of mechanical energy that can be captured, then transformed into electrical energy.

Other planets have winds, but solar winds are not the movement of gases.

Wind – a key component of song and movie titles as Gone with the Wind, Inherit the Wind, Blowin’ in the Wind, Candle in the Wind, Ride Like the Wind, They Call the Wind Mariah, Colors of the Wind, and many more.

We hope to be swift as the wind, throw caution to the wind, and can be three sheets to the wind – but we must use caution when considering taking the wind out of someone’s sails. Hopefully, you don’t think this is being long-winded for I am not a windbag.

Although the wind can be many things, the wind on the beach can provide a freshness that only comes from the winds of the sea. The wind can be one of the reasons why I like walking on the beach. It is also good for the mind, body, and soul – and refreshing on my feet.

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108 thoughts on “13 – Wind”

  1. My mind is now immersed in the extensively varied nature of the wind, adding my own train of thoughts to your beautiful post, and what I retained from reading it – I am amazed how much we are in allowance of the wind, whether a slap or a feather touch, we welcome it to do its work on us. It evokes a language within us, a different one each time. It is refreshing or damaging, has an imposing will. The meditative experience of the windchimes and how the wind has me stand my ground in stillness when it is blowing full force, so I am not swept away.

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    1. PD,
      Wow – a beautifully written summary of the wind in this walk. Could be the basis of one of your posts. Before walking, I check the flags on the beach as a sign of what to expect. There are times when the wind is so strong, we decide to walk in an inland nature area, a place where the trees shelter us. Thanks for sharing.

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      1. That was a response that trickled down form the beautiful experience of immersing in your post. I enjoy how you bring together so many facets of one aspect on the beach. And perhaps something will want to trickle further in my posts, I don’t know yet 🙂 Thank you for saying that.

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          1. I am curious too where my inspiration takes me in my expressions. Currently my heart mind is in a very different space and so your posts are indulgences away. I remember a time, about couple years ago perhaps, all my images on posts were of the ocean. I recently visited the ocean, have some pictures I would like to post yet the words to go with them are yet to come. I will wait until they do 🙂

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  2. The mention of spirits, messages and metaphors immediately brought to mind the Disney movie Pocahontas. I wonder have you seen the movie? It was one of my children’s favourites when they were growing up. Pocahontas listened to the messages carried through the wind, and I notice you also added the song Colours of the Wind, from the movie, in your list of movies and songs.
    Again, another wonderfully thought provoking post, Frank. 🙂

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      1. [sigh] … I love that song, and Vanessa Williams voice is just beautiful. ❤
        I'm minding my granddaughter on Monday, so I will put Pocahontas on and see if she likes it … it's a wonderful movie and needs to be passed on to the next generation. I think it's time for two-year-old Aurora to learn about the magical qualities of the wind. 🙂

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  3. I too love a soft breeze yet I feel less “friendly” toward the hard, damaging, blustery type of strong wind. The hard wind takes my breath away whereas gentle breezes refresh and renew my energy. As I recall it was just the opposite when I was young – raging wind was invigorating. Maybe it’s just a reflection of my need as I age to relax – rather than to be pushed along. I love all your expressions of wind though – and my favorite place to FEEL the wind is the beach or on a rock cliff above the ocean in Maine.


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    1. Pam,
      Interesting to see your relationship with the wind has changed over time. I’ve never thought about that before. As you know, the wind seems ever-present on the beach. I recall once last year when the air was abnormally still. It felt weird. Thanks for sharing your favorite line with me.


  4. I have heard that the wind has quite a relationship going with Mary. Jimi had it whispering, crying and screaming the name. John Clare also had it whispering:
    “But soft the wind comes from the sky
    And whispers tales of Mary”

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    1. Pam,
      Thanks for the kind words about this post. I’m sure so much more can be said of the air that moves around us. Posting your poem was a pleasure. When I do the searches, I don’t know what I’m going to find, but I at least take an extra close look when I encounter a visitor here. I don’t know if anyone is using these links, but I feel providing them is the right thing to do.

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  5. Lovely wind post–I liked the part of language and the fact that you can’t ever hold on to wind, simply feel it.
    Yesterday, was a blustery day here, and the river had waves that made it look like the ocean. I was watching gulls and vultures catch the wind currents–fascinating!

    My daughters still tease me about how I had to point out that the Disney Pocahontas movie is pure myth, and there was no romance between Pocahontas and John Smith. 😀

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    1. Merril,
      First of all, I chuckled about your historical perspective encounter with your daughter about the movie. The wind is interesting on so many levels – including those I didn’t mention. To me, not holding the wind but only feeling it and seeing its effects is not only part of its mystique, but also an interesting thought to ponder – so thanks for sharing that line as one of your favorites.

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  6. Loved your reflections on the Wind Frank.. And the wind here over the Pond in the UK has also been howling..
    Your words here perfectly describe the wind
    “The wind can act in many ways. It can blow, bluster, harass, howl, roar, swirl, whistle, whip, and more. The wind also has many moods as angry, breezy, brisk, fresh, hostile, never-ending, quiet, relentless, soft, subtle, stormy, and unsettled to name a few”

    May the Winds of Change also be gentle upon our souls.. Sending huge hugs from the UK Frank…. and well wishes for a Happy Holiday and Thanksgiving… ❤ 💚🙏

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    1. Sue,
      It’s great hearing from you, and I hope you are feeling better. Whether as a metaphor or itself, the wind is an interesting and complex topic – and when well worth the time to think about. I chuckled about the wind howling in the UK – of course, I’m picturing the North Sea and all it likes to do – especially this time of year.

      Yes, the winds of change is always upon us, and an interesting topic to consider. I know “Change” is a future topic here. … and as you know, we in the US are preparing for a drastic change. Thanks for the holiday wishes and all the best to you and your family.

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      1. Yes Frank I wish you well in your changes in in the US. A great book I read years ago still on my book shelves is the book by Stuart Wilde, called ‘Whispering Winds Of Change. He observes the world’s dying ego, and challenges us to stand outside the usual paradigms of consciousness. A great mind whom has now passed. 💚🙏 Have a great week Frank 🤗


  7. Who Has Seen the Wind?

    Who has seen the wind?
    Neither I nor you:
    But when the leaves hang trembling,
    The wind is passing through.

    Who has seen the wind?
    Neither you nor I:
    But when the trees bow down their heads,
    The wind is passing by.

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  8. I always enjoy listening to the Secret Garden music. Thanks for posting one of my fav groups.
    Winds are powerful. There’s none scarier than the sound of a hurricane wind. My least favorite of wind sounds.
    The first video reminded me of the winds felt while sitting on a balcony aboard a cruise ship. The waves pounding on the side of the bow of the ship. A sound reminding the listener of how minute we are in the massive power and size of the ocean. An extremely thoughtful write, aFrank, about the ‘Wind’.
    Stay Healthy … Be Safe
    Isadora 😎

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    1. Isadora,
      Glad you enjoyed the music. For the closing video on all walks, I have taken their selection very seriously – including no duplicates. So the fact that you enjoyed it AND let me know made me smile. Going off of memory, I think Secret Garden will reappear. 🙂

      Thanks for sharing some of your thoughts about the wind. I can’t imagine hurricane winds. Take the windiest Cincinnati days and double or triple the wind speeds, no thanks. The howl must be more like a roar. Keep smiling and stay safe!

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    1. Rupali,
      Glad you enjoyed this beach walk about wind. While I write this in terms of the beach, I think of other places that have persistent winds … the wide-open plains, especially in the north where wintery winds feel like knives and darts. Winds on mountain tops – especially the high peaks like Mt. Everest … and many other places – including your area. Thanks for walking along,

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  9. “…The wind is as moody and fickle as people. Winds change throughout the day and from day to day. The winds of yesterday, today, and tomorrow are all different….”
    How true dear Frank. Wind is amazing reality of Earth… everything needs wind… actually. Without wind how it would be,… By the way I remember, when I went to Milan for living there with my son, it was the end of Summer. And it was a very hot days… There wasn’t any wind… they said there is no wind in here… I missed the winds of my city… Beautiful post, Thank you, Love, nia

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    1. Nia,
      There’s no question that we need wind – of course, we also realize that we don’t want its extremes. Whether the high winds of a hurricane, tornado, or cyclone – or the still feeling of seemingly no wind (especially when the temperature is very high) – we don’t like the extremes. That said, wind is like people – some we like, and some we don’t.

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  10. Frank, thank you. I hadn’t thought of how different winds can teach us different things. How we can attune to what’s been whispered on the breeze or shouted from the storm. Now I want to listen deeper to see what the wind says each time I go outside.

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  11. Windy conditions have always been my personal bane, probably because it tends to make people cranky (at least in the Rocky Mountain region). Yet, I’m not nearly as crabbish with a nice sea breeze. Maybe it’s the combination of sea level, humidity and the smells of the ocean. Gonna have to ponder that some more before I can determine, but your post has provided me with lots to consider. Thanks for that!

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    1. Monika,
      Denver has a unique vacation. Most realize its location is high, but don’t realize the flatness – as I like to say that Denver is located pressed against the mountains at the end of the Great Plains. Nonetheless, winds from the mountains or winds from the northern plains. I imagine they are different – let alone when factoring in the times/seasons of the year. Interesting to know that the sea breeze has a calming effect on you. One question though – does it affect beer intake?

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    1. John,
      You got me thinking about Chicago. (For some reason I think you lived there). I recall visiting Chicago in mid-January … and that wind was like a sharp knife!!!! Ouch … and that’s a wind I didn’t enjoy then, and wouldn’t enjoy now. Of course, your time on the beach also provided a lot of wide-range of winds! Thanks for sharing.

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  12. Wind makes me shivering and lifts my soul, Frank .
    I like your description of the different facets of the wind , both poetic and scientist.
    My father in the past built outside a metal little mill perched on a pole .On the axis he had fixed a bell. When the wind was more or less strong the bell sounded more or less and we were informed about the wind.
    In friendship

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    1. Michel,
      “Shivering and lifting my soul” – not that’s a great phrase that I would put into a rewrite (if I ever did one). Wonderful! Loved the story of what your father built with the bell about the wind …. and you still remember it today. Glad I triggered the memory and thanks for sharing!


  13. You have provided a great deal of knowledge and romance to my adversary, the wind. I say that because as a runner, the only weather that made me wince was a windy day. Aside from a bitterly cold or oppressively hot day, a windy day was always an unwelcomed challenge.

    As for windy . . you didn’t even mention a certain person whose days in office are numbered. And thank you for that . . .

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    1. Marc,
      Knowledge, romance, and adversary are three key words in your first sentence. Wow … and this post drew that out of you … which I take as quite the praise. I’m not a runner, but I see you point through over sports. Where I went to college, the north & south ends at the stadium were open. Can you imagine the late fall winds roaring through during a game. HUGE affect on the punting game. In regards to the one who shall not be name, …. nothing more needs to be said.

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      1. You know me, Cincy.

        Seriously. The other types of weather are challenging but in much more satisfying ways. Like . . running after a snow storm and choosing your course so as to stay safe. The crunch of the snow . . your breath in the cold air . . very satisfying indeed.

        I never liked windy days when playing a sport. Rain was cool though. So long as there was no real wind to go along with it.

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  14. Those are some very good reflections on wind, Frank. There is a scene in the movie “American Beauty“ where the young man shows the girl his favorite film clip of a plastic bag dancing in a breeze accompanied by fall leaves. It is mesmerizing, especially with the music that accompanies it. But the thing is, you watch it without having to endure the wind itself.

    I used to have a sailboat and no wind meant no go. But once you were moving with the wind, you didn’t notice it.

    Spending five months in the Mojave Desert led me to 1) love the habitat, and 2) hate the wind.

    When I look at photos of pioneer women on the plains, I understand why their hair is pulled back so harshly that their eyes almost bulge! Wind!!

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  15. Oh yes, I meant to add that right now I’m reading a book in which the wind was apparently responsible for the deaths of nine Russian university students hiking in the Ural Mountains on February 1, 1959. Pretty freaky.

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  16. I love the wind when I am protected from it. One of the islands we visited, there was so much wind, the sand stung our legs as we attempted to walk along the shore – not fun.
    Of course, my father was a sailor so depended much on the wind. Nothing worse than having to motor out to the middle of Lake Champlain with a sailboat in hopes that there, enough of a gust will lift the lifeless sail.

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    1. Dale,
      With its plusses and minuses, the wind is a double-edged sword. Although I like walking on the beach, stingy legs are no fun. Your sailboat story served as a reminder of a trip several years ago when we saw hundreds of sailboats in the Adriatic at a regatta. Beautiful. Thanks for sharing a personal story!

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  17. A very inspiring post 🌬🤍 and I’ve made a note that ‘wind’ could make for a great reflective recital program, now to find the right songs. ‘Blow the wind southerly’ springs to mind by the wonderful Kathleen Ferrier. Thank you.
    All my best wishes Charlotte


    1. Charlotte,
      Welcome first-time walker. After all, a friend of Resa and Marina are friends of mine. A recital program about the wind is a brilliant idea. Probably more songs that I realize. I’m guessing 5-6 years ago, our handbell choir played a piece that had a wind element to it – wind as a spirit if I recall. A beautiful, moving piece to play! Meanwhile, glad to know how found some inspiration here. This is the type of posts I do here – and this is only the 13th, therefore many more to come. Stay safe.

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  18. The wind if you but allow it, Frank, can be an instrumental Teacher to all of us. It can show us when to stop pushing. It can show us how to be flexible to allow Life to change course on a dime. It can show us we are free within our own being. I can show us when to fly. Wind also blows away stale air bringing in healthy negative ions into our environment. How often do we become stale? Wind is refreshing (when it’s not cold) and then it becomes biting and painful. There too is a lesson if we listen.
    Thank you for another beach series. I just love them. Bless you for sharing the ocean and your thoughts. xo

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  19. “Hopefully, you don’t think this is being long-winded for I am not a windbag.” This sentence made me smile. Windbag is my favorite insult to hurl at disliked politicians who pop up on my TV screen. (As in “shut up, you old windbag!” My middle-aged children find this terribly amusing.)

    You, my friend, are definitely not a windbag!!! Your words about the wind are a balm to my being and stir up many happy memories of sea breezes and gales and everything in between. Thank you for this contemplative post.

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    1. Barbara,
      Oh, thank you … and glad you don’t find me to be a windbag. 😉 I recall thinking about various wind phrases, then trying to weave them together into some form of coherence – and even chuckling the way I worked in “windbag” … I like politicians are professional windbagers because it is an art form to them. Oops – let us not regress to their level. But you can now tell your children that there’s this guy who used “windbags” on this blog.

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  20. Wind… I chuckle. In all my novels there is at least one character who is a banished angel, and the angels partake of the nature of elements. Currently editing Learning to Fly, where the angel has the nature of an exceedingly annoying wind. The MC can’t quite figure out how he gets into everything. I’d recommend that she reads this posts!
    I loved it.


        1. Crispina,
          Sorry for the delay as I just found this in my Spam folder. Fortunately, I check it! Back to the task at hand ….. I not only like that you link a spiritual view with the wind, but also that you work it into your writings – and in a subtle way. Good for you … and thanks for sharing.

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  21. A thorough and enjoyable reflection on wind, Frank. LOL, no, you’re not a wind bag; more of a wind sock, which provides direction. Now that I reflect on it, the wind sock seems a primitive device to still be using in our hi-tech world. Some things can’t be improved upon.
    There’s nothing like a gentle wind, when I’m on along walk.
    However, a strong wind gives me earaches, even in the summer. So, I have many ear coverings. Solved.
    Although, when I’m wearing ear muffs in the late spring, I get some very interesting stares.
    It was lovely to see the swaying grasses in the video. I am from the prairies, and to this day a golden field of wheat, rippling in the wind on a sunny day is pressed in my memory. Thank you, Frank!


    1. Resa,
      You made me laugh with your windbag & windsock examples. Of course, in a good way. I can see how wind can provide earaches. I don’t like my ears being cold, so I regularly have earmuffs along. Yep – my wife laughs at me. Glad the video took you back to your times on the prairie. We can’t see wind, but we can see its effects, and I thought the flowing grasses were good for this walk … plus I liked the music.

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