Where did this ancient piece of driftwood come from?
Food for the soul…
Amazing sculpture of the sea…

Imagine! Look at this very old piece of driftwood from the Pacific Ocean, from far away…

Think of clouds, the faces you imagine. Smiling faces of furry loved ones and wildlife friends appear while you dream and imagine.

Driftwood is like that too. Dreaming is like that too…

Dream of kindness and love. Kindness and love will come back your way… Breathe… and imagine…

Dream of your journey navigating the Pacific like a lone sailor drifting a lifeboat far out to sea. Think of a place where there is no land, just God and you, the seas and nature you own true to you…

“The magic of driftwood” speaks to my soul. What about you? Does your soul speak to you too?

Where does driftwood come from? How long and where does the magic of driftwood travel, far and wide, far at sea…

During the fall and winter months, when high tides coincide with the arrival of powerful storms, log booms break loose from shore. Trees topple into swollen rivers and streams as they rise with rage…

Who knows how long ago and where driftwood travels before reaching the shore of Little Whale Cove. Your journey ends at this private Cove where the Siletz Tribe lives…imagine…and breathe…

Imagine it’s the 16th Century and you meet Sir Francis Drake visiting the Siletz Tribe. Imagine the stories and friendship all of you share, a ‘peace pipe’ too…

Driftwood gives back to the food chain connecting the forests and the sea. From streams to estuaries, to the deep ocean floor, driftwood shapes the environment, they say.

While some know that temperate rainforests are enriched with nitrogen from the marine environment they share. Less well known is decomposing salmon thrive from driftwood trees…

Those same trees travel to the sea and become a vital source of food and habitat around the globe. Driftwood teaches many things…

I found some new driftwood pieces today. Come with me on a magic driftwood log to places far and wide. Driftwood teaches me and moves my soul…

Happy beachcombing at your secret beach. Find an ancient driftwood piece and dream of your magic journey far away at sea…

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