☛ In Opening
30 successful days are up. Every goal not achieved to a T but important groundwork and base structure put in place. Learned how to create websites and integrate creative work into them, open an online shop, sell creative work and keep a blog. Learned how to value and love myself a little more. More than anything, direction and understanding became clearer. I was able to learn how vital nature is to me right now and that I enjoy this type of creative life. Working creatively, working mostly by myself, growing outside of my comfort zone, finding financial and personal value in the work. Life responded to the work I put out. Around 20 short stories and twice as many poems were written. Thousands of photographs taken. Hundreds of Ideas generated. Beauty perceived. Love fueled. Music made.
The last couple days it was hard to imagine the time there would end. The rocks, woods and ocean seemed like they would always be part of the day. Red squirrels, eagles and secret hollows. Cold air rising up from underground between moss covered boulders. The ocean in it’s depth and fury. If the weather hadn’t been turning, I would have found a way to stay.
The last week out of Maine has been great. Spending time sharing with family, continuing to open up. As the days turn to a week and I’m pulled in different directions in social settings, the confidence and grounding I’ve gained is challenged. I’m also not around nature as much. I can’t walk outside as easily and be overwhelmed by it. It’s a drive away and I’m starting to feel the gap. It feels like this is a time of transition, an opportunity to take on different ways of interacting with life and evolving the truer aspects of myself. Finding the next jump to continue this work has been more challenging than I thought and I’m not sure what the next step is. All I know is if I let this moment of growth go, slide back into what I know, I’ll regret it. I have to move forward. It’s started to work like magic but I haven’t had enough practice at this type of life yet for it to stick and become my baseline. And I need to.
P.S. All Images in this blog post are for sale. (Except for the picture of the book below) They may not be in the shop yet but contact me direct at Cliff@CliffsOcean.com for prints, or to say hey.
I know I haven't shared much music during this journey,
so here's a little snippet.
☛ Voice Work / Cliff's Notes
Recording on the go is a bit of a challenge so here's an old recording of one of my favorite books. The Stray by Betsy James Wyeth, illustrations by Jamie Wyeth. I recorded the entire book in 2014 as a Christmas present and it was one of my first longer experiences with voice over work. And challenging.
This book has always felt just right to me. The emotional baseline in it is familiar and calming. It has the right amount of magic and mystery in every day experience. The Wyeth family is an incredible family and they've been both in Pennsylvania right around where I'm from and also in Maine. There's more talented Wyeths than days in a month.
How can I always create this feeling of enjoyment in the environment?
What other places can I go to right now that will feed this connection? What other people are out there that share similar feelings and how can I spend more time with them?
Who can I link up with that can teach me more about nature? What are concrete steps I need to take to make this life sustainable?
The ocean, spirit, animals, trees, rocks, sky, birds,
beauty, love. I need more of it.
I’ve gotten better at asking questions since I’ve been here. To myself, deeply and to people around me, sincerely. I’ve gained more appreciation and value for myself and can hear inside better.
☛ Right Place, Right Time
I showed you my favorite house in a past post.
Here it is again, with a story.
Every day that I went to the cliffs I passed my favorite house. In all that time I never saw anyone there. On my last day I walked towards the cliffs and saw a truck parked in the driveway. A man was walking out and I asked if it was his place and told him how much I appreciated it. We talked for a minute and he offered to show me the place on the way back if I wanted. I spent some time by the ocean soaking it in and eventually walked back towards his place. One thing led to another and we ended up spending the next few hours talking, enjoying the view, looking off the incredible deck. The house was built by his grandfather in 1903 or 1906, I can’t remember. The sprawling stone hearth, the memories lining the walls, the unique structure and layout. This house is it.
Fred was full of history, stories and hospitality. Treating me like an old friend, he shared family stories of adventure, accomplishment, history of the house. The island in front of the house that is now conservation owned? At one point someone offered it to his grandmother for $50. The narrow strip of water between the island and the jutting rocks of low tide? They used to steer their unbelievable 90 foot boat into it. Cool cars? At one point Fred drove a Cobra and has plenty of stories to match the horsepower. Interesting family lineage? Absolutely. I’ve been curious about learning how to sail for some time. Is Fred an accomplished sailor that has been on boats all his life? Of course.
Everything about meeting Fred and spending time in this house
This house I’d been passing and admiring every day, my last night here I get to really see it from the inside out as well as hear about the history that went into it. I walked away that night feeling how much Five Islands has given me. How much of the right place I had been in the right time, how much I created for myself and how much was given to me.
It was awesome to meet Fred and I hope to keep in touch,
do some sailing and hear more stories from him next Summer.
☛ Progress Manifest
The first piece that I sold is called Man of Ocean and went to two people I'm happy to have had the opportunity to get to know. Damon and Mary Ann are inspiring couple, full of life and adventure. The second best part after getting to know them was seeing how they took a blank piece of wood, even giving me the history on some of the wood and then made a frame from it. It's amazing to see people respond to your work and even more so to see them add their own beauty and design to it. Very grateful they were my first photography clients, a good omen. And grateful to see my work displayed in such a beautifully considered way.
Damon and Mary Ann enjoyed Man of Ocean so Much that they purchased this piece as well. Thanks guys, it looks great!
☛ Nature Finds
High seas, Eagles, Artifacts, Love. I'll miss this place. And I'll be back.
Anybody want to invest in beauty with me? Let's Live.
It's more affordable than you think.
Among many cool artifacts and treasures, I found this old Clay Pipe in the sea bed of the harbor.
Autumn in the Ocean
There in your easy chair
I watch you reading
Playing master captain
In your heart
You are like a child
Pure as light
On the water’s rim
You will always be my love
If other lives bring others into my arms
If my heart is filled with another’s blood
Ruby and jeweled
My eyes like a giant cat
Will still be my love
Always a place in my heart
That is warm
From the cold of pitiless nature
From the jagged edges of learning
Will wait for you
To come and go as you please
For as long as you want
I will be there
Around you always
The walls will be made of my love
The food will be made of love
And will be inside you
It amazes me
They carry around
Last Days Here... For Now
Out from the Islands
Light, Water, Love.
I made it to California. I'm going to continue this adventure here. There's beauty and Ocean everywhere and I know my job right now is to be with it. I'm going to continue this blog too. Maybe not in the exact same way but in some way. I've been grateful to be able to share it. Get ahold of me if you connected with it, I'd love to hear your thoughts and about what your up to.
If you know of any beautiful places that I can stay to continue this journey, please, please, let me know. I can't wait to be there.