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The awe of a child (Credit: Jude Grubb)

I never gave much thought to how the ocean affects the world. I am still not sure of all the ebbs and flows of it; I only know how much it means to me.

I am so lucky to be living on the waterfront. Not only do I have the view and access outside my door, I also have two young granddaughters to share it with. They know the sea creatures as well as any of the cartoon characters on TV, and most of the time they would rather be at the beach exploring and learning.

Periods can be marked by what is on the beach at any given time. Eagles soar in spring, followed by their fledglings learning to fly. Star fish and crab scamper about, shells and plant life strewn like crayons on the floor. Sea urchins' shells and eagles' feathers can be found hidden along the tide line. Turkey vultures were abundant this year as were the great blue herons. There is a short time when that same line is littered with a red jelly fish and sea sponges. The seals inhabit our small rock for a few days in September.

This year, I saw my first humpback whale, two pacific white sided dolphins and a sea otter. And just this morning I saw a mink scurry across the sand bar, a rarity for me. I love the ocean for all that it is and all the serenity it gives me. It lets me take a breath and feel alive, unconditionally.

There are no seasons with the ocean, there are "daysons". What was our sand patch yesterday is today covered in sea grass. The big cedar log is now only a memory. The landscape under the sea is never the same from day to day. A rock is moved over. The logs that washed up overnight create new obstacles...or benches, depending on our need. Crashing waves can pound the shore at dawn, yet just a short while later waters can be so calm it's hard to tell which is the real bird and which is the reflection. There are fish jumping, mammals swimming by, many species of feathered creatures towering high that all depend on what lives below, as well as a huge array of ships and barges. So many things depend on the waterways.

No matter how I feel, it is always better when I am by the water. There is a great spirit there. A comforter of souls.

The ocean is not only a life-line for the planet, it is a life-line for my survival.

Message to Canadians: RESPECT the Oceans. Your LIFE depends on it.

http://www.davidsuzuki.org/issues/oceans/projects/healthy-oceans/pacific-ocean-stories/my-ocean-my-life/
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By Jude Grubb

Campbell River

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3 Comments

Oct 25, 2012
11:46 AM

What a wonderful story. I live on the Island and am close to the water and it smells so wonderful, clean and frest. This story really tells all.

Oct 25, 2012
11:45 AM

great loved it

Oct 21, 2012
3:10 PM

I totally share your thoughts! The ocean and everything in it is a life-line for the planet. So, how do you feel about commercial seaweed harvesting? I have just learned that 5 licenses (1,000 tonnes/license) have been issued this year for the harvest of "Irish Moss" along the 21km shoreline from Deep Bay to Qualicum Bay. I have some grave concerns, especially as a resident of Deep Bay. Job creation is important, but at what cost??

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