Marena Heads Home

Marena craved the sea, the heavy mist of the salt air. She sought the pungent scent of the proud, gentle Redwoods that towered high above her head as she lifted her gaze upward, honoring them. These gentle giants growing tall and true by connecting their roots shallowly to the other redwood roots aside them, thus becoming stronger for the union. The whole Redwood Forest unites into one organism covering hundreds of miles, each individual dependent on the connected community they had created. This kind of deep connection Marena understood, she felt so at home here in the natural setting she had longed for while slowly becoming detached to her life in the city. Her soul requested regular journeys to this place and she had finally been able to answer the call. It had been so very, very long.

Humble and grateful to be alone, she slowly and silently sauntered along the path strewn with the sheddings of this glorious unstained wilderness. She was in the company of her true companions, the trees, the birds, the four leggeds, the rocks and stones and the ones who slithered and burrowed, each unburdened with ego and worries. The longer she stood motionless in one place, the more the forest came alive. A deer passed by her, strutting as if to say "Hello sister, I see you, I allow you... but know you must tread softly here, for this is my home. I was born here and birthed my own fawns here, it is here that I shall die and return to the earth. Tread softly"

The hawk signaled from above as he rested on the breezes, his arcs etching lazy circles in the morning sky. His call echoing  deep inside Marena's core and awakening her senses even further. In the silence, her heartbeat rose clearly from her chest as it pounded out a beat to match the sway of the tall trees in the high wind that had come to play with them on this perfect morn.

Moving forward along the path with great intention, taking her time, she was rewarded with a rocky overlook respite spot. And there below her high station, was what she had come to find.... her ocean. With each lap of mama ocean's waved tongue against the sandy shore, she felt her own internal waves kick in. Her saunter gave way to a sprint as she sailed down, down the path to greet the kindred spirits of the sea her soul was birthed within.

tbc....