Slowly but surely living in a sleepy part of the county has eaten away at my energies and I need a new charge, that aside I can feel the need to travel and explore growing by the day. I once craved solitude and isolation but the past 2 years has confirmed that this desire was more in keeping with wanting to escape the ever growing number of tourists that crowded the streets of my locale, now with the romanticism of that solitude well and truly used up it is time to seek out that which brings me the most in terms of energy, inspiration and Peace, The Coast.
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This comes partly with having a childhood spent in the company of crashing Atlantic waves onto miles of sandy shores and an adult life of travel and exploration, there is little I have found inland to compare, Countryside, desolate places, vibrant places, dangerous places, Cities, Towns and villages, they were all my playground and all wonderful but, without a coastline, they have all proved to have a limited shelf life for me, it doesnt take long to find everything there is to find inland but there is something wonderfully transient, even reverant about the coast, daily, hourly, even by the minute it can change whereas elsewhere seems almost stationary by comparison, this transient nature is a part of me and always has been, where else could a Nomad be static other than in a place that changes constantly, always there is something new with each passing tide change.
Until such a time as I find a suitable place and have the opportunity to move it is a case of packing everything up and living a simple and, creatively speaking, a generally unproductive life.
There are many small coastal villages along the entire length of the west of Cumbria and recently I visited one such place in search of a new studio .My first visit, with fingers crossed, was a village called Flimby and what a joy it was to wander and sit in the amazing Flora Habitat that dominates the dunes, to watch the waves, the tidal flow and the many creatures that live there, it is said that Time flies when you are enjoying yourself, I sat and wandered for 3 hours which went in a flash but the peace and tranquility that I found lasted far far longer.
En route The cab driver had informed me that living in Flimby was like living 500 years in the past, I had no problems with perhaps a slight exaggeration, a talent of which most Taxi Drivers seem to possess though I could tell on my arrival from where he was coming from, with only 2 shops, a railway station and a school, it sounded good to me and I was not disappointed, it was perfect for me, the available property less that 2 minutes from the sea and views across the Firth to Scotland, even the property was perfect, a veritable 'blank canvas'
Fortunate that I am to live within a Housing Association System of 'bidding for properties' I can only sit now with fingers crossed that I fit the criteria and find my way to the front of the queue by the closing date.
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