Ode to Ocean: Love Where I Live

Stay until something changes.

I took a cold water plunge at Ross Bay, by the cemetary in my neighbourhood of Fairfiled in Victoria, B.C. into the Pacific Ocean. I feel refreshed and energized by a new vibration.

Inspired by rituals, I’m grateful I can see the merrits of “too much of a good thing.” Where I was previously, withholding from doing my favorite things, everyday, I am now not.

Clinical depression can present in various forms, thus I put energy towards overcoming my limiting beliefs. Acceptance of my true reality, is key.

Vitamin D from the Sun is so enticing. I sat on the shore, tonight and forgave all my fears away.

Willingness is where it all begins.

Humility, is how to shift that piece of the picture. Honestly, it’s about knowing your rights.

What can I do? I engage, and I am grateful to whom it may concern.

Self-bondage, released. To the echos of the ocean to the point that I am free, I repeat quietly, “I am powerless over others. My life had become unmanageble.” Twelve & Twelve.

In sobriety, I know myself now to crave a wave of otherwise, and not unlikely. Support by virtue of the elements such as the Pacific Ocean on Vancouver Island is a healing entirely.

Let me know a knowing so that I can always know a knowing.

I’m grateful to share my words.

It wasn’t always that way, and I thank the stars for shining their Light.

Gaia.

Stay Bright.