Arcata bound…. the ocean.

Part of what I loved about Mendocino, as one of the places I’ve spent some time on my travels, was that it was right next to the ocean.  Even though it was cold, and not the Islands… I still could access the roar of the ocean.

Sleeping next to a stream has been of assistance, for sure.  But right now it is clear I have some listening to do, to Mother Water.  Sometimes Mother Water needs a louder voice, to reach me through my internal noise.  Times of “waiting” tend to increase my internal noise.  

I have been hearing Mother Water, glimpses, catchings.  I can almost hear what she is saying.  It’s important.  But my internal noise has prevented high clarity hearing while in this last couple weeks of waiting time.  The stream has tried her hardest.

But ultimately I am called now, to the ocean.  To hear… Something.

And so I go, off to Arcata for a few days.  To camp and commune with the ocean.  To use this waiting time in a positive fashion.

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