Talking to DW today reminded me again how lucky I am to live so close to the ocean. I recalled the best way in all of the world to overcome the burdens of life.
You see when the world weighs heavy on my shoulders, when the days seem too long or too short. When I have been in town or away for an extended period, the ocean makes me realise how insignificant I am. This is not just a home thing, being close to the ocean just seems to ground everything. As good as a shower is it can’t wash the grime of transatlantic flying as well as the ocean.
Should you ever find yourself at the end of your tether or overwhelmed by the weight on your shoulders. Should you ever struggle with the routine of life or finding your way. When the path looks lost and everything just seems impossible, every wall too high. Find yourself a quiet coastal town, after everyone is asleep. Grab a cold beer, whatever the temperature, and walk down the sand. Sit in the sand with your toes just on the edge of the tide.
Drink your beer, listen to the ocean and feel the chill as it washes over your feet. Look out at the ocean and know that everything, every challenge stands behind you. Consider what affect your actions, your worries or even your presence* have on this scene. For me that feeling resets everything, it grounds my soul.
If you should feel that way this weekend can I ask that you don’t sit next to me . . .
* Hey I make no claim to be a Samaritan