Sandy beach with small waves and a headland in the background
Sandy beach with small waves and a headland in the background

Sandy beach with small waves and a headland in the background

The air is different at the ocean. I can smell it. It’s not just cleaner or fresher, but there’s the tang of salt and something else, something… undefineable. And I swear there’s a difference in air pressure.

Some people claim that the air at beaches has a ‘negative ionic charge’ which is rather healthy for body and mind. Whatever it is, it makes sense to me that I feel better after being by the water.

My shoulders drop inches. My breathing is less constricted. My mind is calmer. My heartbeat slower. All from just being by the waves. Watching the sea is a constant meditation, reminding me of my smallness in the scheme of life. The sand (when available) massages my feet. The white noise of surf soothes my tired nerves. And if it’s warm enough to actually dive in, the salt water cleanses my skin while washing my soul clean. I emerge reborn.

No wonder I am always drawn back to the ocean. This is where my heart breathes, my fear releases and my soul soars.

 

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