As I moseyed down to the tidepools at MacKerricher State Park, I noted a young lovey-dovey couple pointing down at something near their feet. The old me would have been too shy to approach them, but the new me always puts curiosity over convention.
“What did you find?” I asked them.
“A starfish!” they both exclaimed in unison. I didn’t have the heart to tell them marine scientists have replaced the name “starfish” with “sea star” since they are echinoderms, not fish.
We soon parted ways and I discovered another sea star crawling along a rock. Its bright orange back mesmerized me. It’s difficult to conceive of these cute critters as powerful predators. But they are. Just ask any snail.
I passed a group of pudgy globules with debris stuck to them: broken shells, pottery, pebbles and sea urchin spines. I soon realized they were closed-up sea anemones waiting for the tide to rise before reopening. What a unique disguise, I thought. Afterwards I conscientiously picked my way through the rocks, careful not to step on one inadvertently.
I spied a bit of brilliant orange in the distance. I gingerly tiptoed to the spot. A fat sea star stood vertically against a rock, its seductive textured surface so tempting to touch. But I knew better—human touch can harm them.
Climbing a set of stairs back to the boardwalk above, I considered what I had learned from the tide pools: exposure creates intimacy. When we let “low tide” expose our vulnerabilities, we allow others to see the real us. And for that we all deserve gold stars.
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