On most days, my mind spins wildly. Thoughts chase each other through my skull, pushing, pulling, whining—demanding I pay attention to each and every one of them. There’s very little I can do to shut them up.
But there’s one thing that quiets my soul:
When lying on the beach, toes buried in the warm sand, nose prickling with the warmth of the sun’s rays, I can let it all go. The stress, the worries, the to do list—it all fades away. The roar of the waves pours in through my ears and rushes through my psyche, scouring it clean.
For those precious moments, I am at peace. Free to simply be. To exist in the present, without worrying about where I need to be next, or what my next move should be.
Eventually, I feel refreshed and re-energized, ready to take on the world. I let the sound trickle out of my mind and bring myself back to the present. I take a deep breath of the salty air and let the surrounding noises in.
The thoughts return and I welcome them in. My life may be crazy, but as long as I have the memory of those few perfect moments, I can cope with whatever it throws at me.