Dwells by the Bright Sea
The name Morgan is Welsh for “dwells by the bright sea.” Growing up on the Severn River, I loved redefining myself according to the changing landscape of that brackish water. Every time you go down to the river, it’s new: new tides, new colors, new creatures crawling about. I felt at home amidst that change, like I was always on the cusp of something new and exciting, and if I just sought out that sparkling horizon long enough I’d find it.
I feel most at home on that learning edge. I find home in being en route: watching a lightning storm splash across the otherworldly silhouette of Glacier National Park, hopping in a kayak on a whim in Chile and capsizing into the icy glacier melt, standing atop an ancient Appalachian hill, looking up at the ancient stars and knowing that the world is round.
Dwelling by the bright sea means finding that spiritual precipice where the journey is both the end and the means, where you exist in the crux of the happening, finding your fingertips on the infinite still moment amid flux.
This time tomorrow, I’ll be en route to a new place with no plans or companions. I’m incredibly thrilled for the adventure.
See you soon, Costa Rica.