A calling

8th of August 2007
Mingan Islands

As I look to the Horizon, at the magnificence of the panorama, a group of Kayakers pass me by. I sit here on this log, looking at the Gulf of St-Laurence. The calm of morning still lingers in the air as a small group of seabirds cackle away. I can’t help but wonder as to how I got here. The stillness of the beach gets to me and calms the restlessness I feel, well, felt back home. Home… Could it really be that small apartment in Québec? I wonder…

The air smells like a far away memory, a salty promise of peace. As the sun hides away behind a cloud-covered sky, I know this will be a great day. A day filled with exploration. The unknown, opening its arms for me, the would-be explorer. Today we shall go for a walk along the coast of the Island. Discovering what this Island as to offer.

I think back at how this all started. A calling… The wide-open spaces, mountains, the horizon… I got my chance to see, smell, touch the sea. It was two days ago, even tough it feels like yesterday. Isa and me went onboard a Zodiac whale watching. This far east, the River becomes the sea. A unique blend of river and ocean, the sheer magnitude of her gripped me. As we got farther and farther, she would not let go, the coast, the air, the waves… She claimed me. My senses drank her up like a man finding water after months left in the desert. I was hers… A simple passenger, I was eager to help. We got to see whales by the plenty: Finbacks, Humpbacks and lots of Porpoise. I finally got to see, really see the gentle marine giants. I soon realized why they always called me. Why I was always fascinated by them. They are at one with the sea, free to roam her currents, free to play with her, free to just be. I always knew I loved water. Now I know, she was calling me. I finally heard her and I willingly gave her my hearth and soul.

As I just wrote my last sentence, the sun came back out, a few minutes of warmth, just a small opening in the sky, but it speaks to me loud and clear. I know now more than ever, that I found my true calling, my true love; she was in my hearth all along, screaming to get out.

Evad 07