It’s such a strange world we navigate.
There is work…drop the anchor, hoist the anchor, smile, laugh, carry the tanks, drive the boat, long for the shore, bioluminescence fading into the Milky Way, storm on the horizon, yelling, adrenaline, sunburn, windburn, hot tea, cold night, heaving deck, heaving passengers, wet lines, salty everything, clear water, foggy night fading into darkness, green glow of radar, muffled voices, soft bunk.
There are friends….vivid patterns, golden ales, dogs of all shapes and sizes,walks in the sand, glistening sushi, cooking foreign things, crying, laughing, trouble, he said, she said, grinning into hands, music, more music, driving, curving roads, hot sake, love, hardship, abandon, restraint.
Family…homeless sister, bad hearts, getting older, memories, long phone calls, understanding, divorce stigma, love, appreciation, clear rivers, dry mountains, old photographs, all the food, stories, perception, roots.
Love…pain, regret, vulnerability, beauty, mortality, loss, solitude, naive, broken, memories, dreams.
Books. Podcasts. Paints. Brushes. Articles. Bicycles. Camping. Walking. Guitar. Yoga. More yoga. Insights. Mindfulness. Tea. Poetry. Dawn. Stars. Passion. Presence. Compassion. Empathy. Praying. Mantra. Learning to love yourself, in theory. In practice.