{"id":2850,"date":"2013-12-29T08:33:16","date_gmt":"2013-12-29T16:33:16","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/bloodinyoursaltwater.com\/?p=2850"},"modified":"2013-12-29T08:33:16","modified_gmt":"2013-12-29T16:33:16","slug":"salt-touched-corinto-nicaragua-12272013","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bloodinyoursaltwater.com\/?p=2850","title":{"rendered":"Salt Touched – Corinto, Nicaragua \u2013 [12\/27\/2013]"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"selkie_202\"<\/a>It is not to any house, but to this beach that I have bonded. I belong alongside this rocky inlet with its salt tides, its pine tiered green islands, its gulls who remember us even when we\u2019ve forgotten ourselves \u2013 Women in the Wild<\/i><\/p>\n

Many people have asked why I have this job. Why I ran away to sea. A wise co-worker of mine (who, at the time, had no idea how wise she sounded) said to me once that we all come out here running from something, but we stay because we find somewhere we can stop<\/i> running. I don\u2019t think she really realized at the time how right she was.<\/p>\n

Truth is, I don\u2019t remember a time when my life didn\u2019t have a touch of salt around the edges. I was a quiet child, but with that quiet solitude came a natural ability to balance with the world around me, and always, always, I was drawn to the water. That could be because I grew up so close to it, or perhaps it was something else altogether. \u00a0I have never been afraid of the water, I have never worried that it would hurt me. As a child I clambered over rocks speckled with sharp barnicles and slippery patches of seaweed, as a university student I climbed those same rocks blind and barefoot, suffering not a single cut or scratch along the way.<\/p>\n

I don\u2019t know where it came from \u2013 though I have my suspicions – all I know, is that no one \u2013 except possibly me \u2013 was surprised when I ended up living a life that\u2019s almost solely dictated by the tides. I suspect that if I hadn\u2019t have ended up on the more predictable schedule of cruise ships, I would have ended up on the wind-driven salt crusted schedule of Tall Ships. Something I suspect is still in my very near future.<\/p>\n

People ask me where my home is. The truth is, these days I don\u2019t always know. I have roots \u2013 very strong ones \u2013 I have a house, I have a roof over my head, I have a family who loves me, but home? Home is something I carry with me these days, and it shifts with me from place to place. I take pieces of it with me, and sometimes my heart gets very sore for missing it, but it\u2019s never really far away from me. After all, somewhere, somehow, we\u2019re all connected to the same ocean. I need to remind myself of that sometimes.<\/p>\n

Apologies for the overflow of too many thoughts; I suppose I\u2019m just still looking for my seal skin\u2026one day, someone will find it for me, and turn it into a coat and keep it in the attic, and perhaps that will temporarily still me\u2026but I doubt it, because I suspect the only person who would do such a thing would be someone who is just as much a selkie as myself, and we are no more at home on land than a lion would be in the water\u2026<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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