The Healing Power of the Ocean

waves crashing onto shingle beach

I love the ocean.

Living in a big city like London, I often yearn to escape the chaotic frenzy and head to the sea.  There’s something magnetic about the rhythm of the ocean, the crash of the waves, cries of the seagulls, the fresh smell of sea air.

The Healing Power of the Ocean

There is nothing more healing and restorative than a day spent at the seaside. I feel my soul come alive when I’m beside the sea, I fill my lungs with sea air, gaze into the horizon and feel my mind quietening.  I am at peace.

Brisk walks along the cliff tops make me want to hum with happiness and it’s only a matter of time before I find myself thinking creatively and feeling positive about my life again. Beside the sea, anything is possible.

Sitting on a beach watching the waves rush towards the shore and retreat noisily back is mesmerising. There’s something reassuringly predictable about the rhythm of the ocean – the ebb and flow of the waves, one wave always follows another.  Tides flowing in and out.

Riding Life’s Waves

I often dream about surfing, riding the waves, surging towards the shore, being at one with nature. Like the tides, life is full of highs and lows. What is important is being able to ride life’s waves, not being sucked under, not drowning under the sheer overwhelming force that life sometimes is.

When you are sucked under it’s important to remember to come up for breath. To remember that the waves will continue rolling towards shore and you need to ride with them. To get on top of them. I have to admit, that when I’m feeling overwhelmed, I don’t always remember this. I feel like I’m drowning in a whirlpool of to-do’s and gasping for breath and praying for more time to do what needs to be done.

The Rhythm of Life

But a trip to the ocean helps to put life in perspective. It reminds me to breathe. To go with the flow. Adjust to rhythm in my life, whether that’s the rhythm of the seasons or my body’s own rhythms and need for sleep, exercise, regular meals. And most of all it reminds me that my soul needs nurturing. And when I’m beside the sea, I feel replenished and whole. I feel truly me.

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