While away, I observed for a while an African man standing on the sea shore. He was very still, arms behind his back, gazing at the vast ocean and sky before him. Later, as I came out from my swim and crossed his path, he smiled and motioned with his swooping arms into the air, ocean-ward, saying, "Clears the mind. God is awesome." He was beaming. No smartphone here. He was communing, and, together, we communed.