In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Afloat.”
As a youngster I escaped the dreck and flotsam of those trying times by walking along the shores of the Salish Sea, formerly known as the Straits of Juan de Fuca. The water, waves, and tides were my timescape, forever changing, forever unchanged. Songs of the gulls, eagles whistling, and river currents carrying my spirit to the sanctity of the ancestral muse. Afloat, yes, while in a riptide of adolescence, afloat,yes, seeking the song of my spirit, soul, and the sanctity of a space, place and time reserved in a riverine system holding the shoreline in place while the lands rose and set me in my place. A sacred space of a beating heart, and rolling tides of emotions.