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Answer the CallShovel Sunshine

When the weather freezes the story, memory becomes propulsion and the South Pacific starts looking like a plan.

The Operating Principle

Swim Out to It

If your ship doesn't come in, swim out to it.

Waiting is one form of travel. Movement is the better one.

The line turns arrival into responsibility. The ship may be late, distant, or imaginary. The traveler still has to leave the shore.

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Swim Out to the Ship

The Ed Reif Brand

Handing Out the Sacrament of Faith

The Mother Teresa of the cruise-ship art-auction world: turning water into wine, handing out the sacrament of faith, and building the Ed Reif brand one happier encounter at a time.

My wish is that everyone who meets me leaves a little bit happier.

The point was not sainthood. It was atmosphere. Make the room lighter. Give people a reason to believe the next port might matter.

Kaaawa Valley landscape in Hawaii

The World as Proof

Faith with a Hawaiian Horizon

Saint Louis Winter

Time to Shovel Sunshine

It was cold in Saint Louis.

The wind showed me how close to the edge I was. I needed the weather to change so I could start a conversation—or write something on the blog again.

When climate closes the imagination, memory becomes emergency heat.

The Weather Equation

Cold Air + Warm Memory + Forward Motion = Shoveled Sunshine

December Bearings

Three Winters, Three Climates

December 2007 The sun of Hawaii

Warmth as location and state of mind.

December 2008 The heat of Saudi Arabia

Desert weather replacing winter entirely.

December 2009 The warmth of the Caribbean

A tropical calendar becoming a personal standard.

Ed Reif somewhere in the desert

December 2008

Somewhere in the Desert

Kaaawa Valley in Hawaii

December 2007

The Sun of Hawaii

The Next Bearing

Tahiti Is Looking Pretty Good

Tahiti and the South Pacific were not merely warmer places. They were the next answer to winter, silence, and the danger of staying still too long.

When the ship does not arrive, desire becomes navigation.

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