There is something so powerful about standing at the edge of the ocean, as the cool water rushes over your feet. Nothing on earth compares to this feeling. It is so refreshing, so healing, so life-giving.
The calming rhythm of the waves washing ashore brings peace that quiets your entire being. You feel so small and insignificant as you stare out into the deep blue abyss. The strength, power and mystery of the sea brings an overwhelming sense of wonder. The beauty and the force of the ocean demands your utmost respect.
You open your mouth to speak, but there are no words to describe the feeling of standing on the edge of something so majestic, so beautiful, so powerful and so full of life. Your imagination runs wild as you think about the uncharted territory just below the surface.
Your mind wanders to each tiny drop of water as it flows around your feet and onto the sandy shore, imagining where it may have been prior to this moment. What other parts of the earth has it touched? Has it seen the deepest, darkest depths of the ocean? Has it danced with the most majestic of sea creatures? Has it beat against the side of a ship as it glides through the waves?
This vast expanse, full of wonder and beauty, is made up of tiny individual drops of water. And suddenly, you don’t feel so insignificant anymore.
Sometimes, the only way to regain perspective and remember your place in life is to stand at the edge of the ocean and feel the water washing over your feet… to watch the waves crash into the rocks with all the force of the ocean behind them… to smell the salt in the air… to experience the simplicity of the sandy beach and compare it to the complexity of the uncharted territory just below the surface… to know real beauty, real wonder, real mystery…
You close your eyes and take a deep breath, as your worries and cares drift out to sea. Here, at the edge of the ocean.