Time Stands Still
It is strange how the sudden onset of complete fog has changed my perception of everything on the water. It is a complete and utter change in one's senses and orientation. Three days ago the fog set in so thick that I could barely see 100 yards in front of me. Not content to sit on an island, I was forced to venture off into the white, trusting my senses and my hard earned navigation skills.
In the fog, it is hard not to notice both the silence and the noise. Suddenly waves have new meaning as does the ding heard from a distant buoy. The diesel engines on the lobster boats have a distinct sound when they are travelling away from you as apposed to coming at you.
Camping on islands in the middle of the sea, surrounded by water and waves, and an invisible blanket of white, is however, the most surreal feeling of all. Last night I stood on a rock ledge watching the tide come in. Waves were breaking high on the south side of the island and I could not help but be at complete and utter peace. I had this continuing vision of looking down from above, me alone on the tip of this island in the middle of the sea. A seal swam by and a few gulls made their presence known, but other than that, I felt completely alone and yet not alone at all.
In these moments, I am so grateful to have made this journey and to have accomplished so much. My sense of peace and love is a guding force in how I see and interact with this beautiful world we live in. I only wish that everyone could experience moments like this, seeing how a simple island in the middle of the big vast ocean can put everything that is important in life in complete perspective.
Live, Love, be in Peace, Laugh a bunch, and never ever Judge.....