A place where healing and creativity meet. Just as the mountains meet the sea, in the Pacific Northwest (PNW). Live simply. Love deeply. Be present.
There is a special kind of magic, one that is only in the early hours of the day.
There is silence then slowly, taking its place, there comes this beautiful choir of life.
As the sun begins to rise, a wild magic starts to arrive.
The birds start singing, the branches start to wave and all of a sudden, its a new day.
Everything feels good.
Everything feels fresh.
It seems like anything is possible, oh this, this is the magic of the sunrise.
A new day.
-M.
Walking forward has always been challenging.
Not knowing what to expect, what was supposed to be.
Each corner seemed to have more darkness that overtook the light.
Each road seemed to have more bumps than just simply easy driving.
Then you came.
There was still so much fog, but now I could see.
There was so much fear, but I knew what would be.
Everything felt different, I felt it was destiny.
The fog was there to keep us trusting.
The fog stays there to keep us focusing.
Tomorrow will come, but today we must believe.
There is so much more than just this pain that we have been feeling.
There is so much more light than the darkness that made it hard for each of us to see.
Now we must just keep believing.
The fog will help us see, but its through the trust that we will see.
Trust that all this peace is meant to be.
-M.
Your beauty captivated me.
I longed for warmth, for the touch of the sun-rays.
Searching for a place to be at peace, a place that could take me away.
I was guided to your shores, locals told me about you directed me your way.
Driving through the streets of Port Townsend, I felt anxious, hoping you would be the right place.
Time was passing by so quickly, I tried to keep driving at a steady pace.
It was getting colder and the darkness was coming in, it was starting to take over.
All alone, trying to let someone go, I sought out your expansive waters to watch the sunset glow.
You helped me heal, like a helping hand.
You became like a dear old friend.
Stepping onto your sands, I felt like myself again.
You lead me to a place of mesmerizing beauty, full of peace.
The loss of love is never easy, but walking through your waters made it feel much easier, at least for the end of that difficult day.
A night alone with you, watching the sunset sky, as it drifted away, turned out to be all I needed.
Thank you, North Beach, you gave me a kind of love that is, in my opinion, much more ideal than the love I lost, a love that I thought was something that was real.
-M.
I followed you to the edge of the sea.
The waters splashed upon my face and I called for you.
You had left me long ago, yet still I tried to find you.
Into the sea I went, but the waves lifted me back up and rested me upon the shore.
I waited, unsure of where to go, cold and lonely, lost and yearning, I waited.
-M.
Your presence, it grounded me, yet it also gave me wings.
You were far, yet you felt so near.
I saw your scars and felt your tears.
Your energy was freeing, it made me feel like I was riding on the waves.
You were new to me, yet your timeless beauty and wise old soul was like nothing I had ever seen.
How did you lose so much of yourself?
Over time, I guess we all do.
It feels like through many ages, that I have known you, yet it has been only minutes, and hours, not even a day, not just yet.
You stand there, by the waves, feeling it all, taking it all in.
I am so astounded by you.
There is so much to learn from you.
Now I keep finding myself wondering, where I would have gone, what I would have done, had I not taken that chance.
Yet, here we are, so close, yet still so far away.
-M.
I feel your pain, it beckons for me to find you and help you heal.
You have been tortured, you’ve been cut down.
You no longer feel the abundance of what you once were.
You feel your life is not your own.
I see you.
I’m here.
I will place my hands upon you and heal you
In time you will grow and be abundant once more.
-M.
Love can be whatever you want it to be.
It can be a mystery, or a sweet storybook fantasy.
Love is said to be patient and kind, but it can also feel sticky and bitter at times.
We want so badly to be in love, yet sometimes that is not as a simple as the words above.
Love can be whatever you want it to be.
Do you want it to be like a sweet lullaby?
It really is such a mystery.
Love is challenging, love is deep.
Love can be whatever you want it to be.
We always hope it will be easy.
You trust and give and lose so much sleep,
Yet, so easily, it can be lost like a ship at sea.
Though, it is okay, for there will always will be more love songs to play,
And once again, you can fall asleep while counting all of those fence jumping sheep, just hoping, one day, you can find your love again.
Love can be whatever you want it be…
So, what will it be?
-M.
I waited for you, then I decided to search for you.
For years I looked.
For years I tried.
I finally found you, but it wasn’t the right time.
You wanted to come to me, but you just weren’t quite ready.
Its okay.
I will wait for you.
I can keep waiting, until the time is right, until you are ready.
Until then, I will be watching the sunrise and set, walking along the beaches, feeling the breeze, wishing you were here with me.
Until we meet again, I will hold you dearly, in my memory.
-M.
Can we just pretend like darkness doesn’t exist?
That only light and beauty are what we are encompassed with?
Darkness seems to take over so much of the light.
When darkness comes, sometimes its hard to remember the light.
The beauty of the light is so immensely overwhelming.
The beauty of the light can sometimes be hypnotizing.
Surely we could not exist without the balance of the darkness and the light, but when we see the glow of that beautiful light, it really can make one wonder, what it would be like, a world full of light.
-M.
Let me take you on a trail,
I will take you to meet your Fairy Guides.
Bring your chocolate and your sweets,
Bring some shiny and sparkly things.
They love their ale, but leave that home for now, lets just ease into this first time meeting.
We will sing songs and speak in poem.
Remember to thank them while giving them their treats.
Don’t ask them for any favors, just yet,
It is a delicate thing, to meet your Fairy Guides, you can’t give them all the things and then get right to your first request.
First you must win their favor.
Show them love, and gratitude.
Let them know you think they are clever.
Trust me, you’ll want to do this if you want to win them over.
The Fae are a special type of being.
They will create a mess if you don’t have good intentions.
Chocolates, honey, sweet and shiny things, that is the way to these magical beings.
Gratitude, songs, love and patience,
These are the ways to the hearts of your Fairy Guides.
Leave the treats at the base of a tree.
Then bring more the next day, trusting that they will see.
A little bit of kindness and a whole lot of love,
That is the way to your fairy guides.
Once your in, keep them happy and safe, by being kind to all the living things.
Fairies know, they see and hear, all of who you are and what you do.
Keep them happy and they will bring you all the love and good fortune of your hearts deepest desires.
-M.
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