06/18/2026
Some encounters stay with you long after they’re over.
The first time I watched whales moving through the ocean, I felt something I still struggle to explain. It wasn’t excitement or even joy. It was a feeling of immense love, presence, and intelligence. As if, for a moment, the noise of the world became quiet and I could hear a deeper frequency beneath it all.
The women in this video describe it beautifully.
Perhaps that is why I feel so called to Tonga. Not simply to see whales, but to be in their presence. To slow down enough to listen. To remember that there is a rhythm in nature far older, wiser, and more compassionate than the pace at which most of us live.
Sometimes healing isn’t something we do.
Sometimes it is something we remember.