Out of the frantic last week of school before winter break craziness, my daughter getting sick, last-minute preparations for our trip, getting up early and traveling all day, we arrived. We ate. We slept. We found calm.
We found ourselves at the ocean. We walked out on the sand and I think I finally exhaled. We watched the waves and the foam they made climb the shore. After a couple minutes, my daughter and hubby went to a playground nearby and I watched as, over and over again, the largest waves I’ve ever seen came crashing forward upon the shore. I felt such a deep sense of peace that these waves are and always have been full of motion, knowing exactly what to do.
Anytime I’m in nature, I feel that same sense of exhalation, like something within me that I didn’t even realize was clenched finally starts to unfurl.
Have you found this same connection with nature? Do tell!
P.S. Photo taken at Laguna Beach, California




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