The call to breakway from the tedium and the Mundane.

                              It is not the ocean or the sandy beach that calls, it is the resonance; the vibes.

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Kapas Is Calling

There comes a time—overdue, perhaps—when the soul says,
Enough of the roundabout dance.
Enough of repeating cycles that no longer nourish.

Last night, after the long unraveling of emotional knots,
and this morning’s stillness that followed,
an old but persistent call took center stage again:
It’s time to leave.
Time to return to the island.
To Kapas.

This is not a decision made in haste, nor one rooted in bitterness.
It is a sacred reckoning—an inward movement
toward a long-held vision
that has waited patiently for me beneath the noise.

My children, now grown, will have to understand—
gently or bluntly—that this moment isn’t about escape.
It’s about alignment.
It’s about stepping out of the humdrum that I have lived in
too many times,
for too many others.

They know how to drive.
They know how to live.
They must now learn how to walk their own road, just as I once did.

As for me—
I’ll be walking barefoot toward the sea,
toward a retreat that’s not a retreat at all,
But a homecoming.