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In
2022, when I decided to leave the Pacific Coast, and look for a small town to
endure the time I would need to have work done on my boat - I didn't
imagine staying for more than 6-12 months.
After having the boat destroyed in early April 2023 - the refuge I had established became a place of healing - and a place to endure the vicissitudes of fate - until a
clearer path ahead emerged.
Looking back now, over the last 14
months - I also see that this isolation was necessary - to find again
that spark of joy for Mother Ocean.
The longer I abide here, the deeper the desire will grow to return to the ocean again.
It is a bit of a paradox - to find again my love for a thing, I must first abandon it.
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