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| through the waves, i have learned |

The sun sets on my time in Maine while the waves start to grow for the seasoned surfers of the North East Coastal towns.

It’s been an amazing summer in Maine but as the season is changing, so is my craving for new adventure – which is why I’m moving back to Spain, to the coastal city of San Sebastian.

I called the small coastal village of Kennebunk my home for the past 19 years. But after leaving the country to pursue my four-year-degree in Halifax, NS I found myself living abroad in Madrid, Spain; it was the first time I’d been living in a large city (3.2 million to be exact) – and the closest beach was a four-hour car drive away. It wasn’t until then that I’d realized my need for the coast; the smell of salt air, the view of the vast ocean fading off into the horizon, the steady cry of the seagulls patrolling their countries coast lines, and the bright reds, yellows, and oranges exploding over the deep blue waters as the sun goes down. Everything comes together to create the most peaceful and soul-satisfying moment one could find.

It was there in Madrid when I realized this was all missing from my life in that moment. It was then when I realized I couldn’t live without it all. It was then I vowed to never leave the beautiful spirit of the ocean behind for long again. That’s when I started surfing.

I moved back to southern Maine that June and bought a 7’9 bic surf board within weeks; a perfect board for learning. This new found personal relationship with the ocean taught me to cherish the moments she brought perfect waves to the normally quiet, summer Maine coast. Unless a Tropical Storm or Hurricane were to kiss the shores of the east coast, we weren’t likely to get large summer sets. But as summer turns to fall, the large and clean sets have started to come more often luring more and more surfers into her waters. It’s now that my skills are being tested from what I’ve learned from her changing course all summer. It’s now that I’m reminded every time I paddle out of her true strength and power. I’m reminded by little smacks from behind as I sit bobbing over incoming waves; I’m reminded when I’m tossed off my board and get worked as the sets roll over head.

It’s through this relationship that I have found a deeper connection with the ocean, with my surroundings and with the moment. It’s through surfing I’ve truly been able to live and appreciate each day as it’s given to me. She’s taught me more than any other person has at this point in my life.

With her life lessons I will now venture from my home break to new territories on the northern Spanish coast where I hope to share these values I have been taught with other surfers and non-surfers alike.

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I'm a native of Maine, currently living and working in Portland where I write about my favorite travels and new experiences. I have been published on various travel blogs as well as have collaborated on writing projects with companies such as the travel search engine Hipmunk and Spanish hotel chain Bahia Principe. When I'm not writing, I enjoy being on the ocean, sipping tasty wines, waking up to strong coffee, and sharing all these things with my friends. You can follow my writing at www.nativeofthenorth.me

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