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Living My Dream-The Inspiration (on my ten year anniversary)

Celebrating My 10 Year Anniversary of Living My Dream

Living at the Beach 

It is hard to believe that I have been living my dream of living at the beach for 10 years today! Amazing.

Most of my life I secretly wished I could live at the beach. When I dared, I would daydream about living on an island and seeing the ocean every day. Deep down I never believed that it could ever come true. I believed it was impossible.

One author inspired me to dare and to believe that I could walk away from a life of emptiness and maybe even live by the sea. That author was Joan Anderson. Reading her books, A Year by the Sea, A Walk on the Beach and The Road Back to Yourself: The Second Journey gave me hope that maybe just maybe someday.

I would reread them and reread them each time taking the smallest steps towards the possibilities. I am not sure I would have ever had the inspiration to actually step away and step out of my life if Joan Anderson hadn’t put the idea into my head.

It was comforting to know that someone else had these feelings and thoughts about themselves and their life. It lessened the guilt I felt. And that she had the courage to do it- well that just blew me away but it planted the seed in my head and my heart.

For many years I couldn’t find the path but when a door opened to take that first leap out of my life-away from my life that was no longer right for me, I summoned the courage because I had her books and words, guiding me, encouraging me.

I carried those books with me to the woods. Walking the paths of the woods, rereading those books under the trees, I began to listen to the call of the sea.

Another door began to open and I found a way to walk through it. I had no idea what I would find, what I would discover but I followed the call to the sea. With me was Joan Anderson with her words and guidance in her books that I carried with me.

She gave me the idea that it was possible, I received her encouragement along the way. And when I arrived at the sea, I wrote my story, my Second Journey about becoming me.

Today I am celebrating living by the sea for ten years now.

Thank you Joan Anderson, for helping me find my way to the sea.


There was help and support from many sources, many others along my path but the foundation of that support was those books, the words on those pages that connected with my soul.

And I began to live my dream of living on the beach.

Ten years later that dream is amazing – more than I ever imagined.

It has taught me to dream-Dream Big- as Sister Henrita would always say to me while I was hiding in the woods. Now living on an island at the beach is my foundation, my support, as I dream bigger dreams of being on the ocean as often as I can, and cruising around the world someday.

I hope you have someone to inspire and encourage you that it is possible to step into the life you desire and live your dream.

Happy Birthday – Here’s a Present for You

Last year for my Birthday, I headed off on a cruise with my sister and niece, then I went to Sonoma to visit with my daughters. I spent my birthday week doing one of my favorite activities, wine tasting.

This year I am remaining in homeport. I am not sure exactly how I will be celebrating. But I wanted to do something special. So I decided I would share my love of the ocean, beach and dancing with you.

For my Birthday I sharing my gift with you….

The ocean reaches into my weakest moments and reminds that I am strong.

Here seeing her magnificence I feel and express my gratitude. Everything is right, I recognize the good that has happened in my life. It makes any day a good day.

Here I look out over her surface to the horizon and stand on the horizon of myself, my hopes and dreams. My life is contained within the depths of her.

My connection to the ocean is where I connect to myself. Here is where I really go inside myself, into my heart, into my soul.


From March 1 through March 5 

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Here on the beach Transition and vision merge together. Laugh, play, sing, dance, express your inner child and your truest deepest self. Just be and see what the tides bring to your feet.

What wonders and possibilities and treasures are here for you. What might you discover?

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I choose to live my life in Joy. To inspire and be a source of inspiration to others. I express this though Dancing on the Beach. The Dance is my own unique creative expression of myself, my gratitude, my joy. My light shines through me to others when I am in my light.


A Sunday in June

Sunday June 12, 2016

This morning, a June Sunday morning, I woke to the sunrise. I headed for the beach early before the crowd would become to arrive. The tide was low, the sun was heating up already. It is going to be a hot one today. There is a slight cooling breeze off the ocean helping the beach feel comfortable at the moment.

A dog was playing in the surf. I watched him a bit before venturing into it myself. I played in the surf for a bit. People were coming out of the beach houses and claiming their spots. Up were going tents and umbrellas, beach chairs and towels, coolers and beach toys were being played, stacking out their territory.

Others were coming over the beach access onto the beach and finding and claiming their own perfect spot on the beach. Others were walking along the shoreline.

I take all this in as I move between playing in the surf and sitting writing in my chair. The sun continues to rise up into the sky and heat up. The beach is filling with people. Most of them are tourist having arrived yesterday for their week beach vacation. Some others are people who live in the nearby communities coming to enjoy a Sunday at the beach.

I live here as well as the couple thousand locals who make this island their year round home. We have a love/hate relationship with summer and the tourists. This island is our home we live here.

This island is my home. I get to come to the beach everyday. I have come down early so I can leave before the mid-day sun and all the people filling the beach. Today anyway I am here to have some rest and relaxation before I spend my week working. I am not on vacation. Summertime is full out work schedule not vacation time for those of us who live here. In fact it is our busiest season and we work long hours and often more than 5 days a week.

I am very lucky to live here and live this beach-island lifestyle. It is the life I have dreamed off living. I know that the people on vacation are here to enjoy every moment they can on the beach. I work my day and life around them.

I am off the beach by 11. Head home shower and change. Inside now during the hot sun. I am working. Writing on my blog and projects I am working on. In a little while I will head to the sports bar to watch my favorite baseball team. Later friends will join me there for dinner.

Tomorrow I go back to work. I will encounter tourists and visitors wherever I go. I enjoy meeting new people and seeing familiar faces of those who visit each year. I hope I make their stay a little nicer.

Truth is I don’t enjoy the beach as much as I would like in the summer.  Working many hours makes me tired. As much as I love being around people sometimes the beach gets a little overwhelming to me. I guess that is because the beach is my sacred space. It is where I go to rest and unwind after work or on my day off.

When I am enjoying a day at the beach with friends then I am good with the crowed busy beach full of people but that doesn’t happen often in the summer. Fall is when we finally get to have enough time to all get to go to the beach on the same day!

Sad that we kind of wish the summer away. Each summer we vow to enjoy the summer and beach more. We have vowed that yet again. I hope we do get to enjoy the beach along with our visitor.

Going to the beach most days in the summer – even if for only a little while. I have to avoid the high sun. So until tomorrow late afternoon I am off the beach while it is being enjoyed by many.

Off to watch baseball. Have a great early summer day.



A Sense of Place – A Sense of Self

If one believes in astrology then it makes sense that I am so at home at the sea. I am a Pisces, two fish swimming in opposite directions, one swimming with the current and the other against the current. This sums up my life in simple terms. I grew up with two distinct parts of myself in conflict with each other.

When I arrived on this island I knew I had found home even though it was far away from everyone and everything I had ever known. Home is not an address. For me it is a place that speaks to my soul, a sense of place, a sense of belonging, a sense of identity, a sense of self, a sense of being. A place where I feel at peace, where everything comes together, where I feel inspired, connected to my inner wisdom, where my spirit is nurtured and cared for.

The ocean is my soul. It gives me peace. It touches my heart. It gives me love. It gives me joy. It gives me hope. It gives me life. I am blessed and graced because of it. I am grateful for the abundance it brings to me, for the substance and nourishment that it provides me. I can never again live without being near her.

The ocean with her magnificent waves, her depth and expansiveness out to the horizon is my home. It is where I belong.

Because I live on an island, no matter how good or bad the day is, I get to see the magnificent ocean. I slip into a peaceful state of relaxation where all my cares and woes drift out to sea. The ocean brings her energy to me and she revives me. My senses come alive. I see clearly. I hear the songs of the waves. I smell each scent that blows on the wind. I taste the water and the air. I feel the particles of sand on my feet and particles of water and salt on my skin.

The ocean reaches into my weakest moments and reminds that I am strong. The waves lull me into the present moment….into stillness. Life is determined in the present moment and its glory is in the details.

The different colors of the ocean can change in an instant. It shifts and changes with the light right before my eyes. The colors can range between a grey green to glistening blue with white dancing dots to hundreds of shades not just green and blue but purple, pink, brown and black. It is diverse from shore to horizon in any given moment. I might miss it if I am not paying attention.

Here I look out over her surface to the horizon and stand on the horizon of myself, my hopes and dreams. My life is contained within the depths of her.

The beach is the in-between place between the ocean and the land. It is where transition and change take place. It is a sacred space of healing and comfort. Here on the beach, I can experience all of the shades of life and self.

I sit on the beach and dream. I listen to the wisdom of the sea…so many lessons to learn….so many joys to experience…so much beauty to see. It is all here to savor.

The beach is where I have contemplated life, my life, where I have been, where I am going.

I come here with my confusion and a restless spirit, disconnected and broken. I come here with all of my faults, my inadequacies, my regrets, my sadness, my heartache. I give them all to the sea, tossing them into the wind and into the waves.

I come here with my joy and happiness. I come here with my gratitude and love. I come here with abundance to share. It is the cradle that allows me to experience the ocean.

Here on the beach everything comes together. I never know what I will find on the beach. I may be alone and find myself basking in stillness and serenity. I may find connection and friendship with others. I may find playfulness and fun. I may find a storm brewing off shore, racing towards me. As the landscape of the beach is changed by the tides of the sea I am changed by my experiences of the beach.

The ocean is my foundation. It has shaped my sense of self, my identity. It is a deep part of who I am, and where I am. Each encounter and experience with the ocean has nurtured my growth and development. I have grown into myself on each journey to Bermuda, the Caribbean, each beach on each island I have visited, each cruise I have taken.

I have grown into the person who I am because of those journeys, because of my connection to the sea. I have become human again, found my way through my demons and challenges. I continue to grown stronger and more into my being and into my fullest potential as I continue to live and travel the ocean.

I love sea days, when the ship is in the ocean with no land in sight, surrounded by her expansiveness, her magnificence. I feel strong and happy, content and exhilarated. I live on an island at the beach. I vacation on a cruise on the ocean and visit a new beach on each island. Each experience adds another dimension to me. It changes how I see and experience myself and my life.

Living and traveling the ocean and her shores is a part of me. It is who I am. It makes me who I am. It is my life. It is my home. I am dancing on the beach of life. I am ready and excited for the next journey.