Places of the Heart

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In the Pacific Northwest

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Guemes Island 

written by Genece

In the Pacific Northwest
crisp and delightful winds
gently breeze through the heart.
Arouse the intricacy of my soul
that is home to all the passions.
Calm to the breath of spirit and
sweet to the essence of my nature.  

The sea that whets my appetite
freshens and awakens
the call to life’s true purpose.
The voice that demands my trut
h
giving and receiving.
The vision that no longer haunts me,
the freedom of expression that wants me.

An island cottage to nurture my work
exceptional and beautiful.
The artist paints dreams in watercolor.
The writer writes authentic treasures.
Inspiring and voracious images

outpour from visual details

Words sketch into feelings of grace.

In the Pacific Northwest
from the inside world
meaningful rhythms that curve me
along the shores of my fulfillment.
Blissful thoughts are quiet and
vulnerable to the allure of water
that has brought me home to dream. 

This poem was written about Guemes Island (a small island 10 miles in radius) located in the Pacific Northwest (approx. 90 miles north of Seattle) where I lived for 2 1/2  years. The island is made up of people from all walks of life–home to artists, writers, professors, musicians, fishermen, environmentalists, hippies. and retired people. One of the things I most treasured while living there was that most people referred to the island as “an island of creative misfits and muses.”

Orcas whales

You’d be amazed at how much happens in this magical place that’s just a short five minute ferry ride from the town of Anacortes, WA.  Facing the San Juan Islands, Orcas whales swim the channel on the west side and large egrets habit the north side. I lived in a cottage on the water only about 8 feet from the channel’s edge. You can imagine my excitement when the whales made their way past my place. Deeply connected to their spirit and sound, I could hear them from a distance when they were nearing the cottage. They spoke to me! I would speed to the shore and bellow in the loudest voice trying to speak their language. On Guemes, I didn’t have to worry what people would think.  I fit!

Written by espirit07

September 4, 2007 at 3:03 am

Posted in Island Living, Seattle

7 Responses

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  1. “an island of creative misfits and muses.”
    My goodness Genece! This sounds like my homelands! :-)
    What a glorious post.

    Heather Blakey

    September 4, 2007 at 4:23 am

  2. A beautiful post. Love whales, and the sound of this island.

    imogen88

    September 4, 2007 at 9:58 am

  3. This sounds like a wonderful place to live and create.

    She Wolf

    September 4, 2007 at 3:18 pm

  4. how lucky you were to have been able to experience this

    traveller

    September 4, 2007 at 5:35 pm

  5. What a lovely experience. How exotic it seems to those of us who have never experienced island living!

    quinncreative

    September 5, 2007 at 2:07 pm

  6. A former co-worker of mine moved to Whidbey Island a few years ago for the very same reason– a professor and artist looking for kindred spirits. A magical place indeed.

    lorigloyd

    September 5, 2007 at 3:02 pm

  7. Looks like home to me…oh wait.
    It is!
    amm

    Anita Marie

    September 5, 2007 at 5:59 pm


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