Where the Current Began
Some stories begin with a meeting.
Some begin with a word.
Our story began
with something thrown into the ocean
and with the quiet hope
that the tide would carry
what neither of us had expected.
- Chapter One -
November 2022 -
We were strangers —
connected only by fragments.
He had seen a few photographs,
read pieces of my diary
that were never written for him —
words about the mountains,
about restlessness,
about longing and uncertainties,
about grief .. hoping ..
about moving on .. waiting ..
He didn’t truly know me.
Not really.
And I certainly didn’t know him.
I had rules.
Silent ones.
Don’t repeat patterns.
Don’t romanticize familiarity.
Don’t re-open doors.
But he didn’t know about my rules.
He only knew what he felt.
So he wrote.
Two paragraphs.
He sealed it in a bottle.
The sunset was quiet that afternoon,
gold spilling softly across the water
like a promise
the world
was not yet ready to explain.
A green parrot crossed the sky,
and he asked it to guide
the bottle towards me.
It agreed as if it already knew
the direction of things
meant to travel far.
He held the bottle for a moment,
turning it slowly in his hand —
feeling the small weight
of something leaving.
Then he threw it.
Not angrily.
Not carefully.
Like a baseball pitch
sent toward the horizon.
The bottle soared past the foam,
past the place where waves
still remember the shore,
into the deep blue
where the ocean keeps its secrets.
For a moment
it hovered between sky and water.
Then it fell.
The sea caught it
with a quiet splash —
as if saying,
I’ll carry this from here.
And that was how it started ---
long before I knew
it would reach me.
A current does not announce itself.
No thunder.
No grand declaration.
Just movement.
It does not ask,
“Are you ready?”
It simply starts — beneath the surface —
and one day,
you realize
you are no longer standing
where you were.
~
MESSAGES ACROSS the SEA
Part 1 - The Bottled Connection
Chapter 1 — Where the Current Began
Chapter 2 — The Five Days
Chapter 3 — The Sixth Day
Chapter 4 — My Reply
Chapter 5 — His Response
Chapter 6 — Good Mornings
Chapter 7 — A Sweet Surrender





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