On the last day of 2017, I waded deep into the Atlantic and asked the ocean for my inner desires. I had a list. I was practical, intentional and calm. I was there for a dialogue. It was me and the waves and the churning endless vastness of the sea. I talked to it and it talked back to me. When we were done I laid on my back and floated, buoyed by salt and sun and an ever continuing stream of waves. I closed my eyes. I had put in my request. The rest was up to the universe to bring to me.
