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Posted on January 20, 2020

The Pirates Of The Caribbean

I was just sailing down in the British Virgin Islands along with all the pirates of the Caribbean. At one point there was threat of mutiny, but I won’t get into that just yet. It was the week of New Years and the world was a blur of fireworks and calypso and liquid painkillers and …

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It’s important in life to find people who pull you out of your shell & make you want to play🐠 We are alien fish mermaids One of my favorite little ocean dwellers, the marine hermit crab. When a hermit crab dies she  releases a pheromone to let other crabs know that there is an available shell. Then all the hermit crabs line up from biggest to smallest, to see which one of them fits best in the vacant shell. The crab that is the right size passes her old shell to the next crab in line and so on, until all the shells have been handed down and traded. Then the crabs all start vogueing and spinning around in the sand. ( I made that last part up, but I hope it’s true in some reality.) 🐚 🦀 Anyway, wanna stare at hermit crabs some more? Check out my new meditation video releasing next week on @alomoves ♥️ The beauty of life is that everything is always up in the air and with the shape of your lips and thoughts you can change its direction. It’s as if life was the wind and our bodies were boats and our words were sails. So, what is the shape of your ship? Mine is the shape of a sunbeam. She is my salvation. She keeps me golden. 📸 @wilderness_offshore Home is where the water is 💕 The strange thoughts I have while sailing alone in The Deep: The wind has been off for days. Am I alive? I pinch myself hard on the fattest most fleshiest part of my leg. Damn it hurts. What is this? All of this? Maybe I am not alone, maybe I just think I am. Maybe I’m not human at all. Maybe this isn’t even the ocean. Maybe I’m a butterfly on a blade of grass and this is all a conjured daydream. Maybe I’m a banjo and someone else is playing my strings into the vibrations of this song. Maybe I’m a wild mustang drunk on saltwater. Maybe death beat me at a game of poker and this is the hell that sits inside his hot mouth.⁣ All of my favorite things live in sea or in the sky. Juniper with less than five feet below her keel. After a week and a half at anchorage here, the wind clocked & started blowing titanic puffs & my anchor dragged the length of two football fields & Juniper landed on top of a coral rock. You should have heard the sound of her keel crunching! I’ve got two bad anchors, which doesn’t make a good one, but it wasn’t just me that got rocked in that breeze, the other two boats at anchorage landed on top of coral not long after I did. This is life on a boat. ⛵️ That’s me on deck, lashing the main halyard to one of the stays so it won’t slap and twang in the wind. This is what Juniper looks like in the early morning light, drenched in rainbows 🌈 Hi Sunshines, do you want to go for a swim in the ocean with me? According to scientist at the National Marine Aquarium we can reduce our heart rates, allow our blood pressure to drop & improve our mood, just by staring at some tropical fish! 🐠 I’m honored to announce that I have eight underwater fish-filled meditation classes being released on @alomoves 💕 New classes will be posted every Tuesday & Friday & in honor of Mental Health Awareness Month, the classes will be free to all throughout the month of May! 🐠 Come stick your head under the sea & rinse your mind with me! ⛵️ (Link to 1st meditation class on my stories & the WoW website) I furl the genoa. I jibe. I unfurl the genoa. Back in the day, I used to jibe with the mainsail & the genoa & the staysail flying. All three sails at once. Me, alone, octopus-handed in the trade winds. I don’t know how I did it. Sometimes I, myself, can not believe my old self. The longer I sail, the lazier I get with my sails. Like these days, I just permanently keep one reef in the mainsail, even in the tiniest puffs of wind. And you’d really have to twist my arm and put me high above the beam in over 30 knots of wind to get me to hoist the staysail. But what does it matter? As long I go with the wind, and the water, and the tornados, I’ll eventually get wherever I’m going. ⛵️ I’m super excited to announce that I’ve been collaborating with @alomoves to create eight underwater meditation classes! The first video is called “Synchronized Swimming” and will be released on May 3rd. Come jump into the ocean and rinse your mind with me! 🐠 Doesn’t this make your eyes thirsty?

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