I took a qayaq 1 Mile out into the ocean to another small island. I was paddling so hard, the ocean was so strong. It was the first time I’ve ever done this by myself. I was unafraid going out, but turning back around, was the part I needed bravery for. Throughout my time, i sang, prayed, I let go and I learned to trust my body, my strength, & my ancestral memory. I made it back to the shore safely on my own, and I was thankful to know that If I didn’t there were wonderful brothers, who were watching and waiting for me to return back safely, ready to help me if My arms failed in strength. I Qayaked 2 miles against and with the ocean by myself. I got to learn the sea, and experience a new dimension of self trust and unknown. I feel so thankful for this moment with myself, God, Atabey & knowing that I was cared for, in the end by brothers. ❤️. I would advise against Qayaking alone in waters you do not know, and without understanding your physical capacity. This was a risky little voyage, but it was some how necessary for my learning, and journey to remember. And one more thing, I also remember while praying and singing for support I was little splashes across the water around me, like fish were jumping or something I couldn’t tell what it was, it frightened me a little, but i accepted it as a sign of reception and kept rowing.