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I am never far from it. The sea she calls to me with a sirens song I wouldn’t resist if I could. There is something so perfect, so centering, within it for me. The steady rhythm and crash of waves carry me home every time I am near it. 

When I was a little child my father, who embraced the traditions of the island he was not born to, took me to the sea and gave me into her care. He put his little girl into the sea and asked her to watch over me, to protect me when I touched her waters.

The sea has been faithful to me. In times of joy or sorrow, she is the comfort that always pierces through any emotion, though most especially through times of sorrow. There have been times when in distress, I will find that I have taken myself to the sea. In the course of time, I find that wellspring of peace that always resides within me… and its song is the pounding of waves on the shore, the wind wrapping itself around me, and the feel of sand under my feet. 

I’ll sit… and whisper to the sea all the things within my heart… and I am well. 

I didn’t know about being dedicated as a child until I was well into my adulthood. It made so many things make sense for me. If I am not near the sea, even the calm smooth reflections off a glassy lake will reach within me with the same power. Even the rush and tumble of a river seeking its path, will show me inroads to my own heart.

When I was younger and in my Fire Dept days, we would often go to a small lake after drill to drink and swim, and live life to its fullest expression of friendship and happiness. So many times because of my love of the lake, I would stop and make sure I bought a rose… I’d swim out to the middle of the lake, and leave my rose as an offering to the lady of the lake. I cannot touch a body of water without whispering a small homage of thanks and love. 

The sea is faithful to her own, a gift given into her care from the time I could touch her waters… and it is no strange thing to me that her sisters, the lakes and streams that surround me, would not know me for what I am… a child of the sea.

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