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.
We each grow differently, no two lives are ever the same.
Sometimes it may seem a bit easier for others, but it is quite balanced, each with challenges and then some easier roads to keep us sane.
You may look to another and feel they have it better, but you don’t know the struggles their journey has had along the way.
Remember that you are on your own life path and each new road will have its turns, it will have some bumps and spins, but in the end, you will understand why.
-M.
Play with me in the water,
Lay with me by the sea.
Let’s walk on the sand and wait for the waves, as the tide to comes in.
The sun will set and the air will grow colder,
But when your with me, the cold will not matter.
We will walk hand in hand,
Watching out for crabs in the sand.
We will collect rocks and shells,
There will be so many that our pockets will overfill.
We can pack a picnic and feed the the leftovers to the seagulls,
When you are with me, the days will never, so we can just walk the sandy beaches forever, at peace, hand in hand.
-M.
You are so kind, so sweet, so loving and so very caring.
Whoever knows you, knows that this is true.
Big brother, Noah, you are so wonderful, always there with a helping hand.
What is it about you that makes you so kind?
Maybe its all the giving that you do, the sweet texts or the time you spend helping out those around you who need a helping hand.
When we were growing up, you were always there, for Erich and for me.
You were also teaching us, by example, about kindness and responsibility.
We may have had some disagreements, but you were the sweetest, even back then.
Now we are older and here you are still, always lending a hand or asking if the kids and I are alright.
Noah, thank you.
Thank you for being so nice, for caring, for helping and for showing others how to be kind.
Thank you for being so good at being my big brother and for wanting to always be sure those around you are alright.
I love you.
-M.
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.
I’ve been walking for a long time – trying to find you.
I’d continue on, barefoot, waiting and searching, just to be with you.
So many miles, so many hills, I’ve searched.
There were many mountains I didn’t think I could climb.
When I found the summits, I couldn’t believe my eyes.
You were there, always with me.
I felt your presence, though it was not always so easy.
Winds tried to knock me down.
Storms blew by and I’d fall down, not sure if I could keep climbing up the hills.
Though, I knew one day I would find you.
I knew one day, we would meet.
I knew one day it would be easier.
One day it would all come together.
– 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.
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