Beach Air

The smell of fresh air, the sounds of seagulls, the waves along the shore.  Upon arriving to the beach, I breathed an instant sigh of relief and felt a sense of peace.  Loud trains, cars and city smells disappeared as I approached the ocean, sand in my toes and sun in my face.

I knew the ocean was my home.

I’ve been trapped in fields of green and inside old brick walls.  Trapped among the hustle, the rules, the restrictions and the judgement.  I have felt stuck for so long, yet as I flew into Massachusetts and first saw the shore that cold December morning, there was something here waiting for me.


Something has been waiting all along, yet it is something I have yet to discover.  The water brings me security and makes me realize that I am where I belong.

I no longer have to think in black and white, or view the world as others do- I can find my own happiness wherever I go.

No longer feeling stuck, I know I am free along the shore, and my words float onto my notebook like a boat in the wind.  Today, I can go with the flow, breathe in the saltwater air and know that the best is yet to come. 

Serenity in the Shore

Yesterday I ventured north to enjoy my very first “beach day” of the summer.  Revere Beach was the first public beach in America, which I learned when looking it up for reviews and directions on the T.

After an easy blue line trip from the State stop, I found myself seaside.  Although it’s much different than the pristine Lake Michigan beaches I’m used to, I found serenity in the shore.  

I was feeling anxious and unsettled that morning.  I called my mother on my way to an appointment, wondering when life would “settle down.”  Over the past decade I have been constantly moving, changing things and trying to find myself.

When will life just get easier?

There’s no doubt that the ups and downs life has thrown at me (some my own fault, some by chance) have made me strong; but I can’t help but wonder, “when will I be able to finally stand still?”


I’ve traditionally looked to relationships, jobs and moves to give me stability, but I’ve learned that the only true stability is within myself and my spiritual connection.  Life will always throw curveballs, but it’s how you handle it that will give you strength and character. 

After a couple of hours at the beach, I felt a few rain drops.  It was time to go.  I got caught in the rain on my way home, which felt appropriate, cleansing and comforting.  I stopped by the library to pick up a book that was on hold for me (“The Artist’s Way” by Julia Cameron) and did some work on the computer.  My beach trip left me feeling much calmer, more positive and hopeful.

The rain carried on through the night, symbolizing a fresh start and a sense of peace.  I recently read that fear and uncertainty paves the way for positive changes, and that my prayers are being answered in ways I would never expect.

Although I may not have the answers today, I have faith that they will divinely unfold when it is time.  Until then, I’ll continue to find serenity in the shore and in the beauty around me.