I have lived in the tropics for about 4 years now. When I first arrived, I marvelled regularly at my luck to live in a place so beautiful. I was up with the sunrise, having my cup of tea sitting on the seawall so I would watch the morning light burst open against the waves.
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| Sunrise over Dangriga, Belize |
On full moon nights, I watched the fat moon light up the beach, sometimes walking a while on the exposed reef.
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| Full Moon over Playa Norte, Isla Mujeres, Mexico |
But as time passed the ocean became a background to the everyday noices of work and the day-to-day. So last night when a woman said "We're in for a beautiful sunset today", I felt myself cringing. It felt strange that someone would a) notice and b)point it out. As if there weren't more urgent things to think about.
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| Sunset over Salina Grande, Isla Mujeres, Mexico |
Then I caught myself, remember that I used to be that woman, and it didn't take any more of my time or energy to pay attention.
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| Light on Sokez Ridge, Pohnpei, Micronesia |
Sometimes you need a fresh pair of eyes to show you what been in front of you all along.
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| Sunset at the Shoreline, Majuro, Marshall Islands |
This morning I had my tea by the see, watched the crabs scurry from one hole to another, walked the reef out to a shallow pool, and let the ocean wet my feet.
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| Palua Kappas, Malaysia |
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