Bicoastal Musings and other Shenanigans

Musings about what it means when I say I am "slightly adrift"

I am such a water girl. A girl of the coast and the Salish Sea. Metaphors of water and tides and the Cascadia ecosystem almost feel native to me. Like the water of salmon runs and the northwest pacific coast pulses in my veins and pushes at my heart and mind and soul all of the time. I always know what phase the moon is in. I have tracked the tides for so long, and on trips when knowing the tides and currents were literally a matter of life and death, that I often have a pretty accurate sense of the tides without looking at a tide chart. At the end of last year when all kinds of things got complicated and uncertain in my life off line and on line “slightly adrift” came to me almost instantly. And it still “feels” right to me as I drift through weird feels and transitions at this moment in my life. As all of these things settle out and settle down, being “slightly adrift” feels almost grounding.

I think about how much I love being in my kayak and just sitting, paddle balanced in front of me and letting the wind and tide move me at will… it is a soothing and magical thing – to just feel the water drift me…as I watch some wildlife at play – a nearby whale, a stalking heron, diving birds, kelp and sea-life on the ocean floor. It is in those times that I feel so utterly connected to the natural world. That I am of and in it. I feel so deeply at peace and I can breath in a way I am hardly ever able otherwise. I am completely in tune and just experiencing the moment – no camera, no distractions, no civilization – it feels timeless and connected to the creator and the ancestors.
When I say I feel tethered to you, my love, and yet still “slightly adrift” – it is this image that is in my heart and mind. In my kayak next to you in your kayak. Drifting… in silence… the salty air filling my lungs… our paddles overlapping our boats as we drift together – entranced by the magic of the natural world – ready at a moments notice to retake control of our kayaks and paddle on.
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Note: Not me. I am brunette and I paddle a kayak I built myself.
 
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Darling, @cascadiabound .... you have this "way" about you, I have seen in you since I met you. It is a feeling I get whenever this "way" shines forth in whatever situation. This is one of them. I think this may be the closest I will ever come to comprehending. ♥️


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A pathway of your kisses
marking the way
a visual reminder of our passion
of the ways you possess me
telltale proof of your ownership
as my neckline fails to cover the evidence

You like it when my nature is exposed
dancing around control
A heady mix of exhibitionism and embarrassment
 
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A pathway of your kisses
marking the way
a visual reminder of our passion
of the ways you possess me
telltale proof of your ownership
as my neckline fails to cover the evidence

You like it when my nature is exposed
dancing around control
A heady mix of exhibitionism and embarrassment
Marked, visibly now,
and in your memory forever,
a trail of kisses
leaving you breathless
and hungry for more. 💏
 
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