The cure for anything is salt water - sweat, tears, or the sea. ~Isak Dinesen

That quote is certainly true for me.  When I'm frustrated, I have to work it off in sweat equity.  Whether I'm happy or sad, you can bet tears are gonna flow.  And when I'm adrift in life, it's to the sea I run.  And there's no better time than late autumn, when the beaches are nearly empty, the air crisp and cold, the waves wild and high.  I could sit there forever watching the ebb and flow, feeling the ocean work its healing magic.  I'm centered again.  Whole.  Alive.  Me.

Although I'm a child of the mountains, I'm more at home when I'm near the ocean.  Wonder why that is?  Does it have something to do with my Scorpio sign?  Born in the house of the scorpion, with Scorpio rising.  Perhaps.  Or maybe it's the certain predictability of the tide.  Even though wild and untamed, the tide comes and goes on schedule day after day, year after year.

Maybe I'm drawn to that.  I dislike routines--have always chafed against them, yet certain ones provide comfort.  I know, doesn't make a lick of sense.  But there it is, just the same.  So what does that say about me?  I like ordered chaos?  Ha!  Yeah, I guess that fits to a degree.  All I really know for sure is that the sounds and smells of the surf can soothe me like nothing else.  Instant stress-relief.  I can literally feel the shift within.  I feel better, I think more clearly, I'm at peace with myself.   All the stressors are still there.  I just know what I can and can't do about them in a much clearer way.  I really should live near the ocean!  Wonder if it that soothing property would diminish over time?  What an awful thought!  I'm choosing to believe it will always be soothing, and perhaps some day I'll live close to the ocean again.  A lovely dream, something good and right to hold on to.  Now to make it happen! ;) 

for whatever we lose (like a you or a me),
it's always our self we find in the sea.
~e.e. cummings

Until next time...