dream walkings

Northwest Coast – 2021

For a fleeting moment I thought I saw an opening onto this hidden edge of the continent. Oh the luxury of being able to stop and explore wherever and whenever one wants! The tide was starting to creep in but I rushed, maneuvering boulders and driftwood the size of Redwoods. Trees strewn like discarded match sticks caused a rush of adrenaline at the terror of what it could possibly be like here when giants become flotsam. This photo doesn’t begin to capture the beauty of this stack and its clinging companions. The stretch of Sea between this spot and the coast of Canada was calm – the work of Thetis no doubt and I was thankful for the presence of the Goddess. It was a beautiful day but it was obvious that being caught here in a storm could be deadly. The colors of the millennia revealed make one speechless. Ever respectful of life at the mercy of the the tide, I crept carefully and quietly feeling like I had stepped back in time – or out of time.  Just me, the rocks, the giants, little creatures hiding in their rugged shells and the tiny camouflaged fish only an inch long waiting patiently to be reclaimed by the nurturing Sea. This place is not named on my map, but I know where to find it, and I will return on an early autumn morning for more time with the ancients, the giants, and hopefully Thetis as well.