The Thing About the Ocean

One place I love the most in the world is the beach. It’s always been a source of peace for me. But there’s specifically something about the ocean that gets me reflecting.

Now this may sound hella corny and ~poetic~ Dammit, I’m NOT trying to channel Ernest Hemingway over here. That would make me ill (if you ever had to read old man & the sea you’ll get me here).

But I love the way the ocean makes me feel. I love how vast and wide it is. I love how we can’t see where it leads. I love the tides. I love the way the ocean connects people of all ages as they walk along it. But I especially love how it reminds me that there’s something bigger, something constant. It’s always there, it’s always in the same place.

Sometimes I feel like I care too much about things in my life, regardless of what they might be. On rare occasions, I feel like I care so much that it consumes me like the waves. Yes, there are worse problems to have, but sometimes I find myself in a place like I was last night - trying to remember how to breathe properly until 5am. Feeling lost. And I don’t even have a full explanation why.

But the ocean? It’s so steady. Even when it swells and crashes it’s in control. It’s constant. And while I’m so grateful to be someone with so much to care about, in the midst of so much change, I would love something constant. And knowing the ocean is always there is a huge comfort.

And if you’re feeling unsteady, I hope you find the strength to find just one constant thing in your life. I promise the perspective shift makes things a little less scary :)