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Easkey Britton is an Irish surfer, scientist, ocean advocate and writer. Easkey's work explores the relationship between people and Nature, particularly the ocean. She is the author of several books on our human relationship with water. Our strength lies in being soft like water. This book is about the power we gain by connecting to water. It’s about how we can restore our relationship with the world's different bodies of water, and by doing so, restore both the water and ourselves.  By sharing Easkey's own experiences as surfer and marine scientist, as well as those of many of her mentors who are at the forefront of water protection and activism around the world, it guides readers into reimagining the spirituality of water and restoring our innate connection with this lifeblood of the planet. The book also provides the reader with water-inspired strategies to restore calm, reduce stress and soothe anxiety. These range from simple breathing and visualization exercises to un...

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Life flows rise thermal eagle on wings of new warmth. Double helix spiral twists, turns, circles, like ladder rungs we climb touching three, encouraged supported like The Tree. Grow endless labyrinth ripple affect the touching, shore, sure, uncertain, simply let your circle wake reach dimensions, spectrums, higher, deeper, wider, enter slower, pleased more, Tears with Laughter. Rhizomatic roots grow Unboxed, unfazed, reaching out Nourished, warmth in ember, The Ash, The Dirt, nurtures cauldron mother womb The heart of fire Her Creation. Seasons come, they go we grow. calm, wild Sea, The Circle, as Horizon spectrums, stretching dawn, no hurry, No Rain, Bows, No Worry! The play, the nature, it comes again we thank our waves content we feel, we move on The always shifting sands, Life, Our Loves Called, Full. by Tony Searl