I have loved being at the ocean for much of my life. Although I have never lived on the coast, I have visited it from wherever I have lived. When I was a child, we spent time at Hampton Beach in New Hampshire on summer days; we camped in Maine at Old Orchard Beach; we visited Cape Cod. As an adult, for ten years my family rented a house for a week on Oak Island, North Carolina. A week at the beach was absolute bliss. Our honeymoon was spent at yet another ocean retreat, Tybee Island, Georgia.
There are many things that I enjoy about being at the beach, at the ocean. The time with my family. The walks along the sand. Shell finding. And, the Ocean. Looking out at the ocean, and its vast infinity. Watching the waves crash against the shore. See the dolphins play in the surf. It is so peaceful, and awe inspiring.
When I am at the beach, I am always up early. I hate missing a sunrise. They are like few others that I have ever witnessed. This morning was no exception. When I walked out on the deck, and saw what was coming, I was inspired and so joyful. Nature has such as easy, subtle way of shifting anything within me, to a place of pure peace and deep gratitude. For her beauty and wisdom that She shares, just by doing what it is that She does every day.
I found myself waiting for the Sun to arrive, in beautiful anticipation. Waves crashing against my legs. Seagulls diving for treasures. Amazed at the power and inspiration of it all.
And She did not disappoint. As beautiful as ever. Inspiring me to keep being my true Self in the world, to keep my eyes open to magic and beauty. To go after my dreams. To remember, that when I am my self in the world, my Light comes shining through.