My dear friend Nausika sent me these beautiful photos from a trip to the sea a little while back, i have been dreaming away in the beauty of them many times....
Looking out at the endless openness of the sea always brings me this inner feeling of peace.......and each time also a rebirth of my belief in possibility.....it is like the waves from the sea washes through my mind and soul....purifies and refreshes my whole beeing....
I have been thinking a lot about wishes lately...about dreams....everything from the tiny ones to the more bigger ones...
I am going to share some of mine, some are actually transforming into reality this summer...some
maybe later...or maybe never...some are probably also going to change and new ones is going to be born....and some of them i find myself already living...
My own vintage polaroid camera, taking ferry trips again, visit the fjords and the mountains, meet some of my far away friends for the first time, taking a celtic pilgrimage, to live in love, beauty and humbleness, taking ceramic courses, penpals, seeking and holding on to the truths of life, visit finland, learn the art of weaving, a garden full of old trees.....
What about you?........*smiling*.....
I go down to the edge of the sea.
How everything shines in the morning light!
The cusp of the whelk,
the broken cupboard of the clam,
the opened, blue mussels,
moon snails, pale pink and barnacle scarred—
and nothing at all whole or shut, but tattered, split,
dropped by the gulls onto the gray rocks and all the moisture gone.
It's like a schoolhouse
of little words,
thousands of words.
First you figure out what each one means by itself,
the jingle, the periwinkle, the scallop
full of moonlight.
Then you begin, slowly, to read the whole story.
poem via poetry foundation