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Why I love Provincetown
Sep. 16th, 2012 12:17 amSomeone recently asked me why I love Provincetown. When asked this question, I don't know what to say. The light, the dunes, the sea, the freedom, the magic...it quickly sounds like bologna but I have no other way to explain.
I am here now and want to take a moment to stop and describe what I feel. There is some kind of knot in my chest, clog in my brain, that clears when I descend that last hill and the dunes stretch out before me. I grew up surrounded by woods and hills. Bounded by roads and the river. The sky here is huge. The horizon is the North Atlantic. America is behind you.
Out here on a sandbar, surrounded by the ocean we are boundless. We is stoned immaculate. What resonates with me here is a deep sense that this is reality. The limitless expanse of the sky, the stars, the sea. Here one is in touch with the unknowable, uncaring infinite. I find this SO comforting. All the shit, the noise and distractions of bounded,daily life are stripped away.
"The sand and the sea, the rush of the waters, the crash of the heavens, the prayer of man. " Eli, Eli by Hana Senesh.
I am here now and want to take a moment to stop and describe what I feel. There is some kind of knot in my chest, clog in my brain, that clears when I descend that last hill and the dunes stretch out before me. I grew up surrounded by woods and hills. Bounded by roads and the river. The sky here is huge. The horizon is the North Atlantic. America is behind you.
Out here on a sandbar, surrounded by the ocean we are boundless. We is stoned immaculate. What resonates with me here is a deep sense that this is reality. The limitless expanse of the sky, the stars, the sea. Here one is in touch with the unknowable, uncaring infinite. I find this SO comforting. All the shit, the noise and distractions of bounded,daily life are stripped away.
"The sand and the sea, the rush of the waters, the crash of the heavens, the prayer of man. " Eli, Eli by Hana Senesh.
