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    I always try to journey on the Solstices and Equinoxes, and tend to write as I go along. Often later it reads disjointed (reading it in a different mindset from the mindset with which it was penned) but sometimes I can make sense of some of it with the waking brain.

    Basically carry on a deep love affair with the ocean. It's really silly, I know, but it is there and only there I feel wholly understood and accepted, and no other being on earth that can evoke within me fully the depths and heights of life. There really is no other lover on earth who I can relate to in such a full, all encompassing way. This is where I feel truly at home. Although there are other places of beauty deep in the mountains, or on an open highland plain, that I have also found what to me is the equivalent of some people's God- as much as I feel love there, there is yet only one true lover for me, and that is the ocean at the tide-line.

    I feel shy about sharing some of this, and others have to remain secret because it is just so personal. But... as noted, CP inspires me to loosen up and just Be.
    The ocean isn't just something outside of of ourselves that we go to visit, the ocean is a part of us, pulsing in our blood, providing life-giving salts to our bodies, energizing our brains, loving our souls.

    So anyway... some of this is Trip Talk. Some of it is in a distinct (I hope, lol) pattern. It might not be in the exact order it was written, mostly because it's hard to see in the dark... with our physical eyes, anyway, which of course are the eyes you need to use when you're trying to write something on a damp sheet of paper in your raggedly old notebook.

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    It was sometime far earlier that I was awakened and was actually touched by the moon. I blinked open and turned to lie on my back, and there coming in through the top of the tent, a pinpoint of moonlight coming in, I guess, from a thread hole perhaps? I thought the tent was air tight but perhaps as it is getting old it is becoming worn. But at any rate, the light of the moon was coming in through what must have been a tiny hole at the top of the tent, and it was shining on my face. I adjusted myself so the light would be right on the center of my forehead, imagining a blessing of some sort. (Why not?)
    I, physically at rest but mentally wide awake, met the Moon in dreamtime.

    Odd the events that may cross our paths in dreams; if similar situations presented themselves in the wake-a-day world we’d be anywhere from bemused to shocked. Yet in dreamtime, we take the incongruities as they come.

    Wash, wash, wash… that sound
    The breathing of the sea
    I sighed as well
    And washed me well...

    All night I heard incredible depth and softness
    Her breath a distant hush of anticipation
    She'd joined the tide’s journey on some faraway quest

    Then I heard a heaving sigh, a turning of tide
    Grown weary of intrigue, she longed for firm footing.
    As the ocean renewed her approach to the shore,
    the mysteries clung like seaweed wrapped in her feet.



    What of that other sound I hear?
    This haunting from a distance
    A melancholy blow
    A horn of some sort
    Sounds… searching
    A cry
    Knells
    This voice
    Calling kin
    Looking for wavelengths
    Deep in the ocean fog
    Feels like a familiar friend
    Tugging me from across the sea



    So between heavier skies and clothing, last night made for a much warmer sleep. Still hoping to catch the moon as it set over the ocean, I instinctively woke up at the time of moonset, (3:06 am) only to find that over the wee hours, a veil of fog had slipped over the moon covering its face, and blanketed all of the stars as well. I felt as if I’d been a long way from home already, so there were no regrets as I laid back down and pulled the covers over my own face, then drifted right back to sleep until first light.



    A vast expanse before me
    Metaphor of One
    Microcosm of the Source
    Birthplace of the Soul
    Salty rich life giving sea

    Why try to think of some words?
    Indescribable.
    No other word can convey
    The intrigue you hold
    A mystery beyond words.



    Being at the low tide line is coming home to Mama
    Standing at the edge of her waters
    To inhale the salt tide scent of the mist
    rising from the mouth of her womb


    The dawn bursts out from the warm foggy night
    What once were merging shades of gray
    Now are contrasts, with strict definition
    Oh! That arrogant sun!
    First light better matched my state of mind,
    when one thing melded silently into another.
    I too, dissolved from physical form
    To become merged with the mind of the ocean
    Sighing, singing, breathing, living sea

    The tide line a perfect microcosm of
    The timeline of humanity
    What is to be our destiny?
    Tiny is our time of living after having been
    Cast to the shore from the oceans depths
    We'll all became one again, the wave returns to the ocean

    Beauty is all I can see.
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    That's nothing to be shy about, it's brilliant!!!

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    Beautiful Nu.

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    :) I do not mind at all. Sounds like a wonderful camp! My soul is calling for a night like that, again. Hopefully, soon.
    If you have sea writing to share, please do. :)

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    fixed and unmoving, i am
    at the mercy of a squall
    numbed and immobile, i am
    mired between earth and ocean
    battered and paralyzed, i am
    rocked by the saltwater sea
    "The Alice-in-Wonderland nature of this pronouncement is not lost on me..."

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    I find myself as a blade of sea grass
    Captured just beneath the tide line
    I sway low and slow with the ebb and flow
    All the while with my feet sunk deep
    Clinging to the shifting sands beneath me

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    "The Alice-in-Wonderland nature of this pronouncement is not lost on me..."

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    I read a few days back that we are so intricately tied to the life of the earth and all the moods therein, that instead of saying "It's going to rain today" we could accurately say "I am going to rain today."

    I am not going to rain today
    Instead I'll wrap spring sunshine over your shoulders
    warm, like a shawl
    I'll freckle your skin, I'll bleach your hair

    I am not going to rain today
    But I might make a mist at the draw of the day
    damp, a gray fog
    I'll moisten your nose, I'll cool your head
    "The Alice-in-Wonderland nature of this pronouncement is not lost on me..."

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    ~~*Baptismal*~~

    The ocean was good today
    Felt nice, cool, joyful
    Happy faces everywhere
    The waves were steady and strong
    Though not very high
    Oh, a few reached for the sky a bit
    But most were just rolling in
    Like a hearty belly laugh
    I stood thigh deep where the shore meets the sea
    White foamed wave caps broke on my back
    Splashed on my head, wet and cold!
    Cold salt water stung my eyes
    Put a brackish tang on my tongue
    I laughed out loud
    I shivered with excitement
    Now this is ALIVE!
    "The Alice-in-Wonderland nature of this pronouncement is not lost on me..."

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    I walked the banks of the river. Fishing pole in hand. I studied the water. A slight glint of silver off to my right. An easy cast and a slow troll, wait for it.....
    The river was filled with water lilies so thick it looked like a road. I wondered if I could ride my bike across it ? It didn't work. But I was able to walk across them. I could jump out of a tree into the Lilies and they would close around my waist. Holding me .....
    A camp fire in the woods with my friends. I gazed at the stars and wonder. So many years ago. Today I will reach for the stars and find them within my past..........

    Tomorrow is a new day. As old as I am.
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    Surfers

    Many surfers were out today.
    Erect on their boards they stood
    gliding over the water
    like flying a small ship.

    It seems a magical thing
    to ride the ocean on a sliver of board
    but there they are,
    shamans of the wave.
    "The Alice-in-Wonderland nature of this pronouncement is not lost on me..."

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