Tuesday, July 16

At the seashore

Seaside Explorations

I need the sea because it teaches me.
I don’t know if I learn music or awareness,
if it’s a single wave or its vast existence,
or only its harsh voice or its shining one,
a suggestion of fishes and ships
The fact is that until I fall asleep,
in some magnetic way I move in
the university of the waves.
-Pablo Neruda-


Seaside Explorations
This I can say, we do need the sea.
Seaside Explorations
Seaside Explorations
Seaside Explorations

As our fate unravels only to get tangled into tiresome knots, as all the petty facts of life clamber and claw over us, we need the sea to remind us of the truth. The waves do not knock down our fears or draw away our problems with the tide. We gain something greater, the reminder that we are but tiny phytoplankton with the life expectancy of just a few days.
That truth is incredibly liberating. With our perspective straightened, we are free to work on those knots and stand up under the weight of our nagging concerns.

Seaside Explorations

Sunday, July 14

Observing the start

The sun does not rise in these parts of the planet until 6:30. Since I am used to the summer sun streaming through my window at 4:30, I am usually up to meet the day. I have taken it upon myself to catalog the other life that rises to the occasion. Thus my new ritual of morning observations.

Morning Observations 7/14

Morning Observations 7/14

Morning Observations 7/14

Morning Observations 7/14

There is a lot of inventory for me to chronicle. This task, I am happy to say, is of no short duration.

Morning Observations 7/14



Saturday, July 13

ただいま (We're back)

A little language lesson here: In Japan, when returning to a space/place that you are a part of, you announce your return with tadaima, which essentially means "I'm back". The response is okaeri nasai, which translates as 'welcome home/back'. Whereas our 'welcome home' is exclusive to our actual home, these phrases are more fluid, allowing home and belonging to include to wherever you are now. In fact, tadaima really just means 'now'.

I also considered starting this first post back with a Pink Floyd reference. (Hello? Is there anybody in here?) Instead you got semantics. 

So, now.

first florida days

first florida days

Now we are here. I feel somewhat adrift. We have no true anchors yet, just hopes. I am working on the back of those hopes though. The studio here is coming along. On one wall I have my jewelry work then I swivel around in my borrowed chair and I have my typewriter placed strategically in front of two windows that look out onto the front yard. The sight out there is distracting as my parents are fond of birds so several birdfeeders hang from the branches of a full-figured dogwood tree, attracting cardinal couples, mourning doves, painted buntings, and ruby red throated hummingbirds. Beneath these winged beauties gallop the eager grey squirrels, an animal that still grabs the kids' attention when spotted, though Colette insists they are rats (which always gets my attention since I once lived in a place where rats did rule the treetops). 



All in all, now is going fine and for that, I am grateful.