of sea and sky: ...for the first time

Sunday, August 4, 2013

...for the first time

from a book I found one day over the summer while traveling through Georgia

In eight days I will be getting on an airplane.

Seven hours from then,

I will arrive in Portland,

thus marking the end of my three and a half years of being nomadic,

and the beginning of something new,

in an apartment I have never seen in person,

in a place I can hardly believe I will soon be calling home.

I am at once excited and exhausted just thinking of it;

but I am certain that it will be the beginning of something wonderful.

1 comment:

The Lost PrinceSeptember 12, 2019 at 11:45 AM
It does sound like a lovely beginning. I do miss your old blog, but you have to close one chapter before starting a new one, I suppose. Does this story have a happy ending, by chance? I would love to know...
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About The Blog

'of sea and sky' is a reference to the cusp I was born on- the cusp of sensitivity- between Aquarius and Pisces.

I am, in that sense, a mermaid; half water-bearer, half fish.

I read once that is means that I have "all the inventions of Aquarius and all the imagination of Pisces,"

but, what I really think it means for me is that I spend a lot of time in between places- neither here nor there, sort of like the mist that wanders atop the ocean waves-

and that I spend a lot of time daydreaming, peering into my crystal ball, wandering quietly and finding beautiful things-

and then translating those things into something 'real' in the form of wearables and everyday objects, in an ongoing effort to surround myself and others with tangible things that speak of the magnificently intangible things that I encounter.

I do this because it makes me happy to be constantly reminded of my favorite quiet moments- and because so many people I meet tell me that there is nothing particularly amazing or beautiful in their lives, and this strikes me as evidence that so many people walk around never noticing the million little things that I find transcendentally beautiful-

the last blue rays of a snowy day,

single raindrops winding their way down a windowpane at dusk,

the one rose-colored pebble among many beige ones-

and so I celebrate the beauty of these things by making them into things that I interact with daily so that I can be reminded of the ordinary wonders that inspired them,

and so that when strangers remark that they like what I'm wearing, I can tell them how it is my interpretation of the variances in the surface of a beautifully glazed bowl,

or the warm, mellow, mid-afternoon sunlight that dapples the walls of my favorite coffee shop,

or the way the first big raindrops punctuate the sidewalks,

and in doing so,

hopefully open their eyes a little more to the magnificence all around them, or at least invite them into my own dreamy world for a few minutes.

This is a blog of those daydreams, those places, those people, and those things,

which I write to share my experiences with those who I may never happen upon in person,

or for those who have met me and want to see where I am wandering,

and in the hope that it may inspire people to notice the beautiful world around them.