I soooo know the feeling, Sue. We who are attached to the ocean but cannot live by it, suffer a bit. I have been separated from my beloved Pacific for 35 years with only occasional visits to punctuate the separation. Returning home from the ocean is never easy.
i grew up on the coastline of california. my entire life was married to the sea. i even worked on the QeII for many years and sailed around the world. it was a constant coming and going. opening up and letting go. i realized the most important way to anywhere was to be fully present...and giving of myself. knowing i had set some wheel in motion for goodness, that i had breathed in as deeply and fully where i was in each moment helped me except the departure and embrace the arrival. you are almost in a new country every day when you live on a ship... but then we wake to life and leave our dreams, only to lay down at the end of that living and return to dreaming once more.
A Continuum ~> continual sequence of ~> elemental change ~> By far this is the most difficult post written by myself, ever. I have not visited this place for sometime... I have been 'lying low' as an old friend used to put it, not low through depression or anything like that but since my love passed away parts of my known world have passed too. I have difficulty recognizing the landscape around me, I'm lying low so that I can absorb some of the new terrain. I am still quite dizzy, it's going to take some time... Much of what I wrote about here in this space would involve a brief glimpse of 'my love' and our life together. I had thought of closing 'Finding my Bliss', for a pivotal part of everything this blog has stood for seemed on the surface of things to be missing! But as the days have come and gone I am beginning to look at things in a different light and although I am grieving for my love I find I am l feeling his prese
What rate ticketh clock? I blinked and a whole year passed or, was I dreaming? Somehow I seemed to have lost a whole year, it appears what I thought happened last year happened the year before! My sister who is twelve years my senior warned me about this ~ "wait until you get to my age then time really does fly"! Of course we'll never be able to confer! Still, living in the moment can feel like forever, because it is, I'm trying to make each beautiful moment count! Sharing with Haiku my Heart Recuerda mi Corazon
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I feel like that all the time - part of me is in Cornwall. sending love xo
I soooo know the feeling, Sue. We who are attached to the ocean but cannot live by it, suffer a bit. I have been separated from my beloved Pacific for 35 years with only occasional visits to punctuate the separation. Returning home from the ocean is never easy.
Annie
but then we wake to life and leave our dreams, only to lay down at the end of that living and return to dreaming once more.
i love you in my waking and in my dreaming.
xoxoxoxox