• Ocean Calling

    by  • December 30, 2016 • * Safe for Work *, To You • 1 Comment

    It’s cold. Perfect time of year right now. Everything that’s happened and everything that’s yet to happen, needs to be put to rest. My mind needs space.

    I want to go to the ocean. I want to play those songs. Those psychedelic, spiritually enticing songs that just make me feel as though I need to play them by the ocean.

    I want to let myself soak in the saltwater, let it cleanse me of everything. For the last time I was there I was not ready to let go. I was not ready to let the water cleanse me. Admiring the beauty yet ignoring what it was telling me. I insulted it’s power. I wished for her to be there with me. When that is what the water wanted to lift from me, take it to the ocean floor. I heard it loud and clear. But I was not ready.

    I am now. I am more ready then ever before, I feel it calling to me.

    I want to submerge myself in peace, in isolation, I need quiet. Quiet and the sound of the ocean waves, no one to cause chaos. I can’t go against fate any longer. It’s time I go back to where all life came from. To bury a side of myself, for it’s guidance to take me forward.

    Oceans before meant so much. Ocean. The day it embraced me and I fell willingly back in. After the ocean itself advised me. And I disregarded the power in it all, I believed I was a force strong enough to take it onto myself.

    It’s time I return. To where I was when I was someone else, and someone else inhabits here now.

    It’s time I return, put every letter I’ve written into a bottle and throw them into sea. Return them to where they belong, the element that birthed them. For what belongs to the sea will always return.

    One Response to Ocean Calling

    1. S.
      February 28, 2017 at 1:34 pm

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