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Pamela Hazard's avatar

I’ve lived “on the edge” most of my adult life, living in San Diego, Montara near Half Moon Bay, Kauai, Santa Barbara and Ventura. At one point I moved to Colorado for a few years but it left me feeling a little claustrophobic— like the sunsets weren’t final. I was so happy when I moved back to the West Coast.

I remember attending a lecture in Santa Barbara (Mind/Supermind Series at the Lobrero) where Dr Kenneth Pelletier was speaking on the common characteristics of people who live to be octogenarians and nonagenarians. Living by a large body of water was one of the common characteristics.

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James's avatar

Its not the edge that people cling to but the veiws the edge provides of clam landscapes. It could be looking up at mountains or down it, a meadow, a beach, etc. Its where your mind and body can rest. Growing up in LA the mountains were a better edge than the beach. While the beach is fun, the mountains are always there.

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