You're still here but I am still the sea. And as peaceful as I seem, please don't ever turn your back on me.
Thursday, February 2, 2012
The Storm Before The Calm
You're still here but I am still the sea. And as peaceful as I seem, please don't ever turn your back on me.
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Sublime! Thank you for your blog.
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I've never lost my child-like love of the ocean, nor have I neglected to respect its power and passion. It was just silly to try to bring it home a teaspoon at a time. I mean, really. Amelia
"Message in a bottle..." Iain, was just thinking what a cool b/w iwtfy photo entry that would make. No way to do that from here but perhaps some creative soul could give it a go. Police chorus sticking in my brain, must go listen to Sting. "Sendin' out an S.O.S...".
the sea is treacherous. I wont say I'm like that, however, I would say the sea and i are alike in the sense that we both fluctuate suddenly between being calm and serene, and being crazy and unpredictable. You do that to me. Maybe you are the sea and I am a sailing ship... some days I arrive safely to shore, others, I am a ship wrecked into a million little pieces.
No, I am not the sea, though I do remember reaching out in friendship and appreciation - first - and to all travelers, for the pleasure of sharing words. It was a source of great comfort, a broad beautiful, underdeveloped horizon to explore in myself, and with so many talented writers. It truly seemed a carrying place, that I sought refuge on, completely of my own accord. I will not judge or begin to claim I understand what came next. It might as well have been as impersonal as the weather or raging sea. But I'm still here, still standing, albeit worn and weathered. We all are. Write, compose, work love, procreate, learn, raise awareness of our children's special needs; heal, grow. I have helpers excitedly ready for me to paint & redecorate bedrooms.Life goes on, as it should. Wishing your heart and mind a day of much needed peace. What an incredibly rough month for you. So painful losing mom. But she's still so very much inside; a quiet steady, loving presence. Shhhh, be still..... shhhhhhh.
I love this!
"you dont want, you dont wait, you dont love but you dont hate...you just roll over me, and you pull me in...when this work is done and this coat is dry, when this worlds too much it will be.... Only the ocean and me" - jack johnson
The storm and the sea... I could stare at this entry all day.
So I just spent my entire day working on a project and coming back to this every 30 minutes or so. Told you , I could stare at this all day. You and Jon are just addictive.
Maybe I'll just dive into your wonders and ride your currents. I wonder where you'll take me?
I've watched from the shore your advance and retreat since forever. Waiting for the day you sweep me off my feet. hypnotised I couldn't turn away even if I wanted to, your foam and your froth are the wetness of my very desire. I wont run, I'm planted here now like a stone.
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