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 I get out my stand-up paddle board. Yesterday I took a three hour trip up the coast north of Santa Cruz.  It’s an area of cliffs with small pocket beaches.  Above the cliffs are large areas of undeveloped land, state parks and farms.  It’s just outside the Monterey Bay so wild open ocean filled with wildlife.  

There are many seaweed patches spread out like big rugs. I like to paddle from one to the next.  Some are very large so I will stop, sit on my board and observe. I feel safe from sharks when sitting on these big patches of seaweed. Yesterday the fog came in so visibility was 100 feet.  It was a bit unnerving not to see the cliffs but it cast a mystical hue. I judged my distance from shore by the sound of crashing waves and the incoming swell.  

 As I sat in one patch there was a family of sea otters floating not far away. They wrap themselves in seaweed to help stay afloat.  They kept looking at me and I told them they were in my book. They didn’t seem to care and proceeded with their business.

 The ocean water was crystal clear as I paddled to the next patch a few hundred yards away.  The color was an unusual aqua green due to phytoplankton in the unusually warm water.  As I stared down there were thousands of silvery sardines under my board.  The flashing silver was magical as were the dive bombing pelicans having a feast.  

At the next seaweed patch a seal popped up to check me out.  I talked to him and told him the book was out.  He didn’t seem to care but kept popping up in various place to see what I was doing.  

One thing I learned on this paddle, by watching the animals, is that it’s natural and normal to just exist in your environment.  That lesson has made me feel quite comfortable today as I work around my place and catch a nap with the dog.

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Twisted limbs
Stretch toward the sky
Home to some
Perch for others
Sinewy roots
Embrace the ground
Afternoon shade
Deep rooted dreams

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paths of life

be honest

be brave

choose wisely

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early evening
cutting strawberries
open window
sound of birds
singing praise

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Walking in a field of tall grass
dancing in the wind
cold against my face
like the field in Ireland
where my great grandfather once roamed

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The sea is calm and quiet, Its surface smooth as glass. The sun sets in the distance, A fiery ball of brass.

The waves roll in and out, Their rhythm soft and slow. I sit and watch in silence, As the day begins to go.

The breeze is cool and gentle, Whispering through my hair. I breathe the salty air, And forget about my cares.

In this moment of stillness, I feel a sense of peace. The world around me fades away, And my worries start to cease.

For here, by the sea's edge, I find a sense of grace. And though the night may come, I know that I can face.

So let the waves keep rolling, And the sun keep sinking low. For in this moment, all is well, And I am content to go.

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Create your own bubble of sanity in this world and guard it closely.

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what is one to do
when not the person
they use to be
defined by society
oh my, oh me
I am free

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Morning silence
Picking berries
One by one
Like she did
100 years ago

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Just because you can't see it
doesn't mean its not there

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