What the ocean tells me is very difficult to translate into words.
For twelve days Stefan and me did stay right at the seaside, hearing the waves day and night, hearing the change of the tide, the different winds interacting with the water.
I listen with my inner ear and understand now why there are so many myths where the sea is personified as a God, a living creature with a specific character. It is wild and free, it is pure and clean. It is very very powerful, it is infinity, it is sensuality, it is vitality, it is life giving, it is life taking, it is disolving.
To be here is as if I have to accept the ocean as a new lover in my life. Open up for his character, dealing with that overwhelming feeling of everything changing and tumbling, by being together becoming different. And that feeling as if he has been waiting for me, as if I have been waiting fro him for many many years, somewhere knowing that this moment would come.