I stand at the edge of the sea & she sings to me of home. One wild rocky shore connected to another by this body of water. I am a body of water. I have always been a water baby. Never forgotten perhaps the amniotic sea of my beginnings, in her embrace is where I feel most myself, most alive, sense of life keenly sharpened by the edge of fear of the nearness of death that wild waters always bring. Why do the waters sing to me of life and death? I wonder but I do not know.
I love your fresh writing about the beauty (and terror) of the world. You connect with things I share (gardens, sea, motherhood) and expand my world with experiences outside my ken (enslaved ancestors, life in a different country from where you were born). Plus you have a remarkable way with words. So glad I found your IG and blog!
You write so beautifully... It's made me well up this morning. My mum is a sea baby, brought up in Penzance, and my memories of the sea as a child are slightly different. I love it and yearn for it but my mum is fearless of it and would take us swimming far beyond our comfort zones. I'd stay close to her, knowing that she'd protect me. It's been nearly 8 months since I've dipped my toes in the sea, last time was a boxing day swim and the desire to be there is strong. Only a few weeks now, but I wish it was every day. X
I love your fresh writing about the beauty (and terror) of the world. You connect with things I share (gardens, sea, motherhood) and expand my world with experiences outside my ken (enslaved ancestors, life in a different country from where you were born). Plus you have a remarkable way with words. So glad I found your IG and blog!
You write so beautifully... It's made me well up this morning. My mum is a sea baby, brought up in Penzance, and my memories of the sea as a child are slightly different. I love it and yearn for it but my mum is fearless of it and would take us swimming far beyond our comfort zones. I'd stay close to her, knowing that she'd protect me. It's been nearly 8 months since I've dipped my toes in the sea, last time was a boxing day swim and the desire to be there is strong. Only a few weeks now, but I wish it was every day. X