Monday, March 11, 2013

A Therapeutic Ocean

I've written about this before, but it's true: I always, but ALWAYS feel better when I'm standing at the edge of the ocean.

If I'm feeling great -- with my toes in the sand, I feel
even better. If I'm feeling lousy -- after a few lung-filling breaths of sea air, my breathing is more improved than if I had taken a few hits from my inhaler.

I breathe better. I am calmer. I am more patient, more introspective, and more mellow.

I think that breathing all that wonderful refreshing salty air rejuvenates my lungs, and the rhythmic pounding of the surf lulls me into some kind of new-and-improved-Julia state.

Ahhh. Better than any pharmaceutical ever concocted.

We had the place almost all to ourselves. I was amazed.  

 A sand work of art by an anonymous artist. 



What a great find! I left it there for someone else to discover.  

 After Mass, we walked right down the front steps and onto the beach. Inside and outside spirituality. How cool is that? 





3 comments:

Heda said...

Wow what a lovely day and how happy the dogs look! I love that regardless of health the happy days keep happening. And I agree that salt is the ultimate cure. Saline wash for sinuses is bliss in a neti pot. I once tried to tell my dr that I seriously needed to wash out my lungs with a saline solution and she nearly had a fit. Ah well. Do those salt lamps work or are they yet more new age jumbo jumbo?!! And now for the test...is it a lower case L or a capital i? Who knows?

Amy Junod said...

Awe. Thanks for the pretty pic tour. I feel like I've been to the coast.
I too love the ocean. Such good perspective being where water and land meet.

Jenny said...

Beautiful.

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