The Sea Gulls Call Me. What Calls You?
There is no more serene or peaceful place for me than an ocean beach. It calls to me with its rush of waves, cries of gulls, its salty air, its sand underfoot. Its moist air wraps me in a misty embrace, and I breathe deep, my lungs relaxing around the familiar air. It’s an old friend, this ocean, and I visit whenever I can.
I’ve heard that for some people, peace and serenity are to be found in vast Wyoming expanses, Arizona deserts, Rocky Mountain forests, Nebraska wheat fields, Carolina golf courses and five-star resort spas. We’re all so different.
What’s the same is our need for periodic rejuvenation. We absolutely need to go to our place of serenity, especially now.
I felt this as I stood on the beach just north of Newport Oregon. I felt the anxieties slip from my shoulders as I looked out at the vastness of surf in front of me. At this point on the beach, Beverly Beach, the waves begin to break way out from shore, creating roll after roll of surf as the ocean waters make their way across the sands, finally to slowly lap up to a stop at my toes. Ah, it is so enormous, this ocean and yet so intimate in its whispers to those of us who listen.
Is that what you hear when you are gazing out at the red rocks of Arizona or teeing off with one spectacular drive down the fairway? I hope so. I hope all of us have our happy place, our place of peace and serenity. We need a place to escape the barrage of hostility and anger that is ruling our country and stretching its fingers into other nations as well. We need this personal peace when it’s okay to embrace white supremacy in the name of nationalism or conservatism (alt-right), when we again target minority people and LGBTQ people as “the problem”, as we gouge out women’s rights and deny equality with the goal of returning women to second class citizens. We need the individual escape, this serenity.
The sounds of the ocean.
They rejuvenate me and empower me to remember who we are — women. Creators of all children of the Earth.
Find your place of serenity. Go there often, rejuvenate and return strong.
Jude Harlan, founder of Me-At Last, Women On Purpose, is a publisher, editor and journalist. She pursues her passion here at Me-AtLast.com, empowering women in our search for inner strength, purpose and the power to be ourselves – to take our turn at the helm of our lives. Find out more about her on our About page.