I have always felt connected to the Ocean. The sheer power of this huge body of water seemed to shrink my feelings of bitterness. Making it more bearable somehow.
Now I realize that this was also convenient. It made my negative feelings look „not as bad“.

Facing the Ocean once again, I want to make peace. I have been at war with myself for so long, I have grown tired of it.

Today, when I found „my river“ – standing at the shore, feeling the wind on my face – I made a decision. For the next two days I will be walking upstream.

Instead of continuing along the Ocean like  I have always done, I changed course. I want to try out crossing over to that other shore. I want peace.

My name is Rhea meaning the flowing one or also, wellspring.

I want to discover the other side of that border.

I want to return to life.