|Sunrise in York Beach, ME|
|Sunrise in Tulum|
In thinking about this quest for water in mi vida, I realized for the majority of my life, I have always lived near a body of water. Growing up in Pittsford, NY, outside of Rochester, there was Lake Ontario, as well as the Finger Lakes. In Burlington, VT there was Lake Champlain. Even in Auckland, New Zealand where I lived for six months when I was 21, there was a harbor. And now here, as I write this, I'm listening to the lullaby of the sea, the constant rolling, plummeting, incessant dim roar. Sometimes I think about a distant future, one is which I will no longer be living in Latin America but I will have returned home to Rochester. I think to myself that I will have to find a way to afford a home on the lake. I am so spoiled here with water as a constant, how could I ever live without? The soothing energy it creates, the sound of rain on water, just seeing it day in and day out is enough even if I can't swim in it.
|Playa Chaquita, my favorite beach here|
|Full moon rising over the ocean in Tulum|
I wish you could have seen it in person
The photo barely does it justice
And now here I am, it's 6:30 AM and I am bobbing and weaving like a boxer in the teal water. This might be the best way I've discovered to start my day. I've got a great song in my head and I'm smiling thinking of you. Thank you ocean, thank you earth, but most of all, thank you.