Why the beach? Well, it holds happy memories for me. I grew up within a few miles from the beach. Being fair skinned, I never went to the beach to get a tan. I went for specific reasons or occasions, ie a family reunion, hotdog/marsh mellow roast, or a jog along the coast.
Besides happy memories, the beach is the only place I know that encompasses all the senses: hearing the waves, feeling the sand, tasting the water, seeing the sunset, and smelling the ocean air. At first the beach is a place of solace, offering alleviation from stress and strain. Stay long enough, the beach becomes a place of peace, transforming strife to serenity.
I also find my Creator here. Although the beach is never silent, the natural sounds and beauty enable me to still my mind. I find myself in awe of nature, its creation, always leading me to its Creator.
That is where the real journey begins.
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