I pinch myself whenever I’m driving up the Atlantic around my current home of Portsmouth, NH, where the ocean is an evergreen presence beside me, because my first experience at the ocean wasn’t until I was 14 years old.
Since it took me a while to find my way to the sea, it brings up feelings of reverence and transcendence - as if I’m witnessing an impossible miracle. Solitude during these sacred moments feels essential, and so even though the unrelenting waves aren’t literally quiet, the coast feels like it’s urging me to quiet down, to slow down, to witness.
Inspired by the powerful, yet quiet coast, I invite you to lean into the beautiful stillness and awe that demands that you just be.
