I am half-Irish. Long ago my ancestors ventured here from Ireland. Is that why I love the sea (and all other bodies of water)? Is that why being near the ocean de-stresses me almost immediately? It restores me and relieves me. I can almost feel God’s heartbeat in the surf. The ocean and it’s presence and essence embrace me. I have never been to Ireland—but if I were to stand by the Irish Sea, I do not know if I could ever leave!
On the other hand, I am half-Norwegian. My dad’s ancestors came here from Norway. I have been to Norway and saw the beauty of the fjords. I saw the beauty of the snow covered terrain from the train from Oslo to Bergen, I took the ferry from Copenhagen to Sweden, and the train on to Oslo. As the wind blew in my hair, I felt like an energized, full-hearted woman. I think our ancestors leave us seeds from their journeys, and they are planted in our hearts.
When I am on a train or a bus, I feel that pulse. When I am on a boat, or see a mountain, or river, or sea, I feel that pulse. There are ancestors we each have that we never got to meet. Yet, there are threads that connect us to them. There are things in the world that connect us to each other and make us feel whole.
Maybe that is why I love the ocean so very much, and now the desert, too. You come to know a place through experiences, people, and shared experiences. We enrich each other.
I went back to the Midwest for about 2 weeks for 2 weddings. I got the chance to spend time with friends and family members who I have not seen in WAY too long. What did I re-discover? That we all need each other. What do I know? That I am loved more than I could possibly deserve. We completed each other’s sentences and finished each others’ hugs.
I got the chance to talk at length with brilliant, funny, deep, faith-filled people. It was a joyous time of respite. I was glad to be there for the weddings; such miraculous joyous times. I was overwhelmed by the healing that came from spending time with people who did not minimize past sorrows that I shared with them. They validated me and I appreciate that.
It is hard to explain here how essential that was to get me through the ins and outs of the weddings. I will perhaps post about some of the details at some point. But the thing is: it’s a wonderful life, folks. It really is.