you, me and the sea

" He always thought of the sea as la mar which is what people call her in Spanish when they love her. Sometimes those who love her say bad things of her but they are always said as though she were a woman. Some of the younger fisherman, those who used buoys or floats for their lines and had motorboats, bought when the shark livers had brought much money, spoke of her as el mar which is masculine. They spoke of her as a contestant or a place or even an enemy. But the old man always thought of her as feminine and as something that gave or withheld great favors, and if she did wild or wicked things it was because she could not help them…. The moon affects her as it does a woman, he thought." - One of my favorite passages from The Old Man and the Sea by Ernest Hemingway

 

(( Simple reflections on time spent out on the water: no walls, no neighbors, no where to be but just in the moment of the present. There is no better method of healing than the smell of the sea. You release your inner secrets, and it eats them alive and buries them in the bottom her dark belly. They are safe there. Your tears join the millions of others who have wept above the open waters. Your tiny body amongst a vast space of openness. I am small and so are my inner fears. Release, Releasing, Released….. ))

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