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:
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?
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.
Beautiful.
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