Dispatch from Moonlight Beach, Encinitas, CA
There's just something about the ocean. We long to be near it, to see it, to smell it, to hear it, and to feel it.
It seems every time I find my thoughts a jumbled, confused mess all I have to do is take that 15 minute jaunt to my favorite strip of sand in the known universe. Within minutes a calm begins to descend over me, my thoughts fall into place, and my jangled nerves and emotions begin to settle.
And as I sat down this evening, as troubled and confused as I've been in ages, the stress, anguish, sadness, and self-doubt faded as easily as the sun sank into the vast Pacific.
It didn't give me the answers. It didn't even give me some of the questions. What it did was give me the calm and relaxed place to put my mind long enough to wash the negativity away and allow me to look at my world with the new light and fresh perspective I so desperately need now.
And that's a start.
It seems every time I find my thoughts a jumbled, confused mess all I have to do is take that 15 minute jaunt to my favorite strip of sand in the known universe. Within minutes a calm begins to descend over me, my thoughts fall into place, and my jangled nerves and emotions begin to settle.
And as I sat down this evening, as troubled and confused as I've been in ages, the stress, anguish, sadness, and self-doubt faded as easily as the sun sank into the vast Pacific.
It didn't give me the answers. It didn't even give me some of the questions. What it did was give me the calm and relaxed place to put my mind long enough to wash the negativity away and allow me to look at my world with the new light and fresh perspective I so desperately need now.
And that's a start.