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.
Did you know that I was watching?
I was watching you as you drifted away.
You got on that boat and just like that you were gone, oh how I wish you could have stayed.
I couldn’t sit at home, as your side of the bed felt like the morning chill.
Your warmth had left with you.
All I could hear was the silence of the unmoving air.
Though, I could smell you, it was like you were still here.
Your aftershave stuck around, the scent seemed to be dancing in the air.
It was taunting me, my eyes wanted to fill up with tears.
As your scent was lingering, my body was trembling, holding back so many fears.
You left a sweater, so I put it on, hoping it would help me feel some comfort with you being gone.
I decided to follow your missing shadows, they had followed you when you left, in the early morning hours.
I wandered down to the docks, hoping to catch one last glimpse.
The sun was beginning to rise, it glowed a bright orange, with a background of a cobalt blue sky, a blue that reminded me of your deep wise eyes.
There was no telling which of those moving shadows was yours, I was longing to see into the depths of those deep blue eyes once more.
I felt the tears begin to well up, as I began to realize, there was probably not going to be another chance to say goodbye.
I will wait for you, my dear.
I will wait for you, right here.
Please stay safe, and when you’re done, please come home to me, please return to me from that wide open sea.
Until then, I will be waiting, wearing your sweater and hoping to, once again, feel the warmth of you.
I will wait for you.
-M.
Today day has been another one of those long, dreary days.
I watched you as you pushed through until the tail-end of an overly draining day.
The waves are calling, I hear them rumble.
The sun is setting, I feel the coldness starting to set in.
The sky is turning into layers of deep shades of orange.
I know of a place that we could go and watch the rest this day fade away.
Come with me, we can listen to the waves rumble, and smell the welcoming salty sea air.
Sit with me at sunset, we can watch the day turn into night.
Sit with me, we can watch the daylight fade away.
Tomorrow is on its way.
Lets go sit and watch all the colors and let the rest of today just melt away.
-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.
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.
As much as I dream of leaving, I also dream of staying.
Isn’t it so confusing? That push-pull feeling?
Should I stay or should I go…
Every time I think of leaving, I remember how much I feel at home.
Then every time I think of staying, I think about how much I want to go explore.
Show me the world from a window.
Let me see through that looking glass.
Take me for a spin around the globe and then let me come back home and have a weekend in.
Let’s take a chance on a lotto ticket.
Let’s spin a wheel or two.
Maybe we can buy a plane ticket and not know where to.
I have a wild side that needs to go see all the places.
I also have a homebody side that likes to order in and listen to the silence as it dances through the air.
I’m not looking for lovers or one night stands.
Just looking for best friends, adventures, new back roads and cities.
I’m only looking for new scenery.
A new direction.
A new way home.
A new place to get lost in the woods.
A new beach to see the sun rise then fall.
Let’s take a chance and make all right turns.
Then we can laugh while taking all left turns, calling them wrong turns, while we drive back home.
Let’s just go.
Maybe one day,
Maybe sometime,
Maybe somewhere we will go.
-M.
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