Introduction
Life is like the ocean. It ebs and flows. It can be treacherous and unforgiving. You don’t always know what is lurking beneath you —the power of the sea is unmatched. Sometimes you might struggle to stay above water as you fight the current. You can see where you put your towel and snacks down but with each breath it seems to be traveling farther and farther away.
The ocean can be cold and dark or bright blue and warm like a bathtub. Perhaps it’s a stormy, windy, salty day or maybe there’s not a cloud in sight and you find some really cool shells. The ocean is unpredictable.
The saltwater can dry you out, make you tired and thirsty. The sand can be hot and grainy or sometimes soft and comforting. It just depends.
Much like life, in the ocean you have no control. That’s the beauty of it. You can immerse yourself and see the how incredible it can be or perhaps how dangerous.
There’s no fighting it either, better to let the waves carry you while you float. Notice the sea foam, the shimmer under the water when the light hits the surface. Or feel the sand between your toes and think about how awesome it is that you get to be there, in the ocean. The bittersweet, giant mystery of the sea.
Beyond the Sea
I spent a lot of time in the sea over the last few weeks. At first, I walked in slowly, unsure about the temperature and feeling of the Baja sand under my feet (it was a little rougher). Then I realized the ocean was warm and the sand got softer. It was also sunset on this first day that I went for a swim. I jumped in and came up with a smile and need for air. It was spectacular. I felt alive and free in the vast ocean. It felt like nothing could get to me yet at any moment I could be an evening snack for a shark or something. It made me feel small, in a good way. Like the Earth was so big with so many possibilities and I was so little-just this little human bouncing around in the water. To the ocean, I am nothing—but to me, the ocean felt like everything.
The color of the ocean in Mexico is blue to match the sky, it looks crystal clear, like jewels or hard candy. Very very salty. I love salt. I love it on my margaritas and I love the sea salt in my hair. I didn’t mind at all. Initially I tried to fight the current, keep my body directly in front of my little home base on the beach. But it was tough, really tough. I felt absolutely powerless and kind of dumb trying to pretend like I could fight the current. So eventually I let go, and that’s when I felt inspired to write. That’s when I felt like I was learning a valuable lesson in life—from the ocean. She was teaching me not to fight the current and to let go. The places you’ll end up may surprise you, she said.
So finally after floating for awhile, unafraid and quite comfortable actually, I got up and walked on the sand back to base, sat down and watched the grapefruit sun go down into the water.
me encanta el océano 🤍
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