From the quiet shoreline of Jack Block Park in West Seattle, I watched the setting sun cast its soft pastel hues across Elliott Bay and into the Downtown Seattle skyline.

I intentionally wandered away from the more familiar viewpoints and crowded gathering places. I’ve always been more comfortable rubbing elbows with trees than standing among crowds taking selfies, and on this evening I nearly had the park to myself.

Surrounded by pine needles and leafy branches, I listened to the wind moving through the trees and the gentle rhythm of Elliott Bay while the iconic Space Needle quietly revealed itself across the water.

That contrast became the heart of Space Needle & Pine Needles—one of Seattle’s most recognizable landmarks framed not by the energy of the city, but by the stillness of nature.

While the world beyond the trees continued moving at its usual pace, there was nowhere else I needed to be. Once again, I had opted out of the hustle and bustle of the rat race and returned to a rhythm that feels much more natural to me.

My pace.

The Speed of Love.

You don't have to follow the crowd to find something worth seeing. Sometimes you simply have to find your own view.

“ Bring the Feeling Home “

While meandering through unfamiliar territory along the shores of West Seattle, I stumbled upon the weathered remains of an old shipyard resting across Elliott Bay from the magnificent glow of Downtown Seattle.

I later learned that this was part of the historic Lockheed Yard 2 shipyard, where Puget Sound Bridge & Dredging Company began operations during World War II to build ships for the U.S. Navy. Lockheed later operated the yard for decades, building and repairing vessels before shipyard operations eventually came to an end.

Standing there at dusk, I was captivated by the contrast. Rusted steel and remnants of Seattle's industrial past filled the foreground while the bright, welcoming lights of the modern skyline reached across the bay. During the 30-second exposure, even a couple of airplanes left their streaks across the evening sky—as if past, present and movement toward the future had all found their way into the same frame.

That's what spoke to me most about Old New Seattle.

The old didn't diminish the beauty of the new, and the new didn't erase what came before it. The weathered steel actually seemed to lead my eyes toward the illuminated city beyond it—a reminder that where we've been can become part of the pathway toward where we're going.

Life can be much the same. Growth doesn't require us to discard our past. We can honor what shaped us, carry forward what served us, and still remain open to who and what we're becoming.

Honor what was. Illuminate what is. Keep moving toward what’s becoming.

“ Bring the Feeling Home “

Tucked along a lush embankment on the shores of West Seattle, I watched as the first colors of dusk began settling across Puget Sound.

While spectators gathered nearby at the Alki Beach Pier, I found a quieter perspective along the shoreline. In the distance, a ferry filled with passengers made its way from downtown Seattle toward one of the many island destinations beyond the horizon.

As I watched it slowly cross through the pastel glow, I found myself thinking about destinations—how often we're focused on where we're going rather than fully experiencing where we already are.

Dusk Destinations became a reminder that sometimes there is nowhere else we need to arrive. The moment we're standing in may already be the destination.

Be present for the journey. You may discover you've already arrived.

“Bring the Feeling Home”