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My significant other (at the time) and I bought a custom wooden 35’ pilothouse sloop out of Stones Marina in Nanaimo back in 2010.

The boat had already had its life adventure out at sea and since we had absolutely no experience, we thought it could teach us a thing or two. The boat had already been off shore and to Mexico several times. She was old, but still, we thought, had some life left in her.

She was built in 1959 in Prince Rupert by a reputable sailor by the name of Roland Lewis. She was refitted in 1991 to catch up with the times, and the new owner fiber-glassed the outside of the hull to protect the aging wood. The inside of the boat was mostly all original cedar. It still had its original mast from 1959, but some mahogany detail was added during the refit. The boat, overall, was in good shape, but certainly needed some repairs before she became sea-worthy once again. 

We had a survey done and were well aware of all the things that needed to be fixed. However, Campbell River was where we wanted to do our maintenance and so we climbed aboard, started up the engine, and motored her up to the Discovery Harbour Marina in the small, Vancouver Island fishing town. 

Now, the entrance into the harbor in Campbell River could be a tricky one. The current is extremely strong with dangerous eddies, and when the tide changes it becomes even more dangerous. So the timing had to be perfect to move the old vessel through the passage.  

Looking back, safety-wise it was probably not the best idea to move the boat via the Straight without fixing her first, considering the electronics were not in working order, there was a terrible leak around the propeller shaft, and almost all the bilge pumps were not working. But the day was perfect: sun shining, water calm, and tides on our side. There is something about being ignorant of the dangers in life that takes away one’s fear.  

We made it to Campbell River and hauled her out of the water. We would stay in the boat yard for a couple of months working on the boat. 

It was at this time, while we were working on the hard, I started to become more aware of the dangers on the sea. I read every book I could get my hands on in regards to navigation, sailing practices, and the ocean. That is when I first came across a study on water memory. The study related homeopathy research done in 1988 by Jacques Benveniste, a senior director of the French medical research organization, Institut national de la santé et de la recherche médicale (INSERM). The findings about water memory were controversial, as the topic defied what most would consider scientific understanding—I was enthralled.  

Benveniste reported that white blood cells can be activated to produce an immune response by solutions of antibodies that have been diluted so much that they no longer contain any biomolecules. Somehow, the water molecules retained a memory of the antibodies that they previously had contact with. 

If this was true, what else could water do? Further study on the memory of water led me to a video on Youtube on the Masaru Emoto water crystal experiments, entitled Messages from Water.  

Masaru Emoto was a Japanese author and researcher who claimed human consciousness has an effect on the molecular structure of water. He believed water could react to thoughts and words, and our emotional energies and vibrations could change the physical structure of water—so much so that polluted water could be cleaned through prayer and positive visualization. 

The experiments that led Emoto to these conclusions consisted of exposing water glasses to different words, photos, or music, and then freezing them and examining the properties of the resulting crystals with microscopic photography. Water that was exposed to positive words and thoughts would result in beautifully-shaped geometric design, and those with negative words and thoughts would result in unsightly formations. 

Some people considered his research pseudoscience. However, I thought his research bore merit, perhaps because it helped me with my fears, or because I wanted to believe that all things in nature were connected in some way. Regardless, I was preparing to live on the ocean and with this knowledge and that of Benveniste, I wanted water to be my friend. 

So, I set upon a mission to install my thoughts upon the water.  

I took a clean mason jar down to the rocky shore line of the coast in Campbell River, and scooped up a jar of ocean water. I carried that water around with me for a week. I spoke to it, I told it I loved it, and I asked it to protect me on the ocean.  

My thought process was well understood in my mind: if the water remembered me and my loving words, when I poured it back into the ocean all of the ocean would remember me as the water from the mason jar would dilute into the ocean. 

Certainly maybe some thought I was crazy for doing this, but I did not care what anyone thought. I was going to live out on that ocean, and I knew of its dangerous power. I wasn’t taking any chances. 

The following week, I poured the mason jar of water into the ocean. 

Now, I can’t say if my experiment was successful or not… but in my heart, I will believe that it was. Why not? There are people who talk to their plants and see them flourish, and people who talk to the trees … And so why not talk to the water? If nothing else, it brought me peace of mind while out at sea. 


This article can be found in print in Barnacle Babes magazine in Vol 3; Issue 2 – Ocean Creativity

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