Often, when I talk about my own spiritual connection and experiences, I find people nodding and agreeing. But, I know that they don't get it...not the way that I do. It's not something lacking in them, it's just that such a connection is so deeply personal, so one on one, that no one can really get "it". Of course, I cannot hope to fully understand their relationship either. Their experiences can be equally as powerful and I will probably find them just as incomprehensible. The best we can do is accept each other and absorb what each other has when possible. What is most important is that you have found someone else that has a relationship with the natural world. That is, in itself, hope for the world. It is what the world needs more of.
The wind is out of the west and north with the tide falling. I followed the west shore to take advantage of calmer air and with a good current I discovered a number of eddies that helped propel me upstream. There were very few birds to note...some Canada geese, some distant common mergansers, and a flock of 35 shore birds that I was unable to identify. They looked like small ducks in flight, but they flew in murmuration, which is not duck-like behavior. I suppose they are in migration. I use a new paddle painted as a grade pole (for measuring elevation) on one side, and photo reference grid on the other. It seems on this day that it is for measuring the unmeasurable.