5 – Sand

Click the video above for 2 minutes of background waves while reading.

I like walking on the beach. It is good for the body, mind, and soul – and refreshing on my feet.

I want to feel the sand on my feet – the caresses of water – the sun on my skin – the breezes on our face – but it starts with the sand because it signifies the place. The sand here is fine, soft, and whitish. Simply one of nature’s sugars under my feet and between my toes.

I prefer walking close to the water where the sand is smooth and tightly packed – especially around the time of low tide. Moving is much easier here than in the loose, dry sand away from the water or in the occasional quicksand-like sludge where each step is a forceful slog.

While I walk, the grains of sand cleanse my soles of loose skin. I see all that sand ahead of me, and who knows how far down and out to sea it goes. All that sand here on this coast – and along many coasts around this gulf – but also along the waters across the globe. Then add all the desert sands. Oh my my – so much sand.

All that sand – the subject of philosophical moorings and bountiful metaphors. Yes – sand has very deep meanings.

All those grains of sand moving through the hourglass of time that serves as a metaphor for the constantly changing beach. Each wave washing ashore slightly alters the landscape. So does the water through its changing tides. So do the winds of the day or a storm. Let alone the winds and waters of hurricanes and typhoons that alter the land.

The sand I see is its great hourglass of time. As for my hourglass, I can only see the sand in the bottom.

All that sand – moving with the wind – sometimes stinging my skin, but always shifting the dunes. I wonder about the stories the dunes could tell.

All that sand – those abrasive grains of silicon dioxide from many years of erosion. The grains that differ in size from beach to beach. The grains with bits of shells, corals, and different rocks joining together to form the beach’s color palette. Not only from white to grays to browns, but also the reds, blacks, greens, pinks, and oranges. These are the sands that refresh the feet of the world.

All that sand – places where messages are written. Human words indicating one’s presence or commitment to another. Nature’s words through the story of many shells and other remnants.

All that sand – the hardened material of sandstone – a rock found in the hills of my hometown located along the outside bend of a river. Rocks collect along its banks as the sand accumulates along the inner banks on the opposite shore of the river’s big bend.

Sand is in an eternal partnership with stones, rocks, and mountains. Peebles as fetal sand – sand to be. Sand – the grainy composite of beaches, dunes, deserts, stone, hills, and mountains of the world.

All that sand – one the foundation materials of concrete, mortar, and glass. Sand, the preference of plants desiring dryness aided by sand’s porosity. Sand for cleaning, polishing, and filtering in both natural and human processes. The same sand cleansing my soles as I walk.

All that sand – the place where couples walk hand and hand as they make the beach the sands of love.

All that sand – while we encounter difficulties in building sandcastles, sand is a strong underlayment for numerous construction projects.

All that sand – the place capturing footprints as proof of our presence. Footprints that waves may quickly wash away. Footprints that tides will remove. Footprints that strong winds erase to wipe the surface clean.

All that sand – places where wars and battles have been fought. I think of the beaches of Normandy. A past place of terror for soldiers – but today a place of calm, silence, honor, reverence, and even play. A place to watch others enjoy is the reason legions of soldiers fought the battle.

All that sand – the place where one stands to dream. Dream as water crashes ashore and washes across the dreamer’s feet. The same water moves the sand where I stand while my feet sink. The same Sand that can send tingles through the body. The same sand that calms the soul.

All that sand – yet I wonder if one grain of sand and its smallness represents me in a vast universe. A grain of sand represents me in the large sand pile of eternity. After all, my time is comparatively short – very short – yet the collective of individual grains of people through time profoundly impacts humanity.

All that sand – constantly moving grains of time scrubbing my soul as my mind thinks to make connections in a great creation – which are also thoughts that cleanse my soul as the water refreshes my feet.

After many days of walking the beach, my feet have a sense of renewal along with a sight tenderness resembling a light fire. But, those soles are not red because they are clean – yet the entirety of me is fresh and relaxed, which is why I like walking on the beach – a walk that is good for the mind, body, and soul – and refreshing on my feet.

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104 thoughts on “5 – Sand”

    1. Marina,
      Good to start your day with a beach walk. I recall you telling me that many Greek beaches are stones … which I also recall in Italy. This beach is fine sand, packed, and great for walking. 🙂 As a musician, I hope you watched the video at the end.

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      1. It was very interesting watching him create sounds (mainly beat) from the sand! A sandbox can create beautiful sounds and he’s taken it further! There are many sand beaches in Greece, just where our country house is, it’s rocky. A few meters away though, it’s sand, however, wherever there’s sand, there are people and i prefer my dialogue with the sea to be… private! 😉

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        1. Glad you watched the sand music video. High marks for creativity! Thanks for clarifying my thoughts about Greek beaches. Cheers to sand. The smooth stones do also provide great interest. 🙂 More dialogue with the sea … more! 🙂

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  1. Ah yes, sands through the hourglass. Isn’t it incredible, as you mentioned, how many metaphors involve sand? I also thought of the irritation of sand, which can consequently form beautiful pearls. And sand that brings children so much joy when they play in it. Reading your post tonight has reminded me of the significance of sand to so many things.

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    1. Joanne,
      Glad you enjoyed this stroll for your evening. So much to say about sand, so this could have been the topic for two walks. It’s hard to believe I didn’t mention sand and pearls – especially because it is in my head. Then again, it must be in an upcoming post because I know that thought is somewhere. 🙂

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  2. Relaxing to read your post……I always thought of sand as the “great depository” of the ocean – the waves depositing detritus on the sand as tides come and go. Like a cleansing but at the same time offering those of us who walk the beach a chance to find treasure and maybe memories among the gifts the water leaves as it kisses the sand.

    Hugs, Pam

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    1. Pam,
      Relaxing is one of my aims on all the walks, so the first word in your comment made me smile. Your thoughts about the great depository are excellent – and it parallels what I think about salt in the sea. Oh … that’s a future walk. 😉 Cleansing is another wonderful word to go along with this walk. Cheers to one of nature’s treasures.

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    1. Merril,
      Good morning. The combination of sand and water are so good. The mere thought heightens my anticipation of returning. And the shifting sand below the feet as the water retreats, ahhhhhh …. Can’t wait … Thanks for strolling along.

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    1. Pam,
      Thanks for strolling along this morning and glad this could bring you some relaxation. Curious – did you watch the music video at the end?

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  3. Sand, something central to my life. The cause of the quarries that have left steep hills in a notoriously flat Norfolk. The substance of our cliffs, the reason they collapse with such disregard of the humans upon them. Sand, the inviting substance of the surf-scoured strand. Oh yes, sand, something central to my life.
    🙂

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    1. Crispina,
      Thanks for a bit of the local impact of sand that is away from the beach. I grew up surrounded by sandstone hills. I recall times when boulders disengaged from the hills above to come tumbling down. One landed in a tombstone display – so they left it.

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        1. Crispna,
          Oh yes – I agree. I think of it’s playful nature. A pile of sand for a construction project can conjure play and beach memories – let alone child’s sandbox. But add the factors of a beach setting – ahhhhh …. bliss.

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                    1. Crispina,
                      Now that sounds horrible. I don’t think I’ve ever walked on the beach during winds that high … with or without a skirt.

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    1. John,
      Oh so true. I hate to guess how many dollars goes into the foundation for the condos .. especially the tall ones. Thanks for walking along.

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  4. I kept smiling during the day… it really seems that you caught me with the “fingers in the cookies jar” 🙂
    Actually, isn’t forbidden (yet) to collect sands around the world 🙂
    my daughter Sara Luna got something in her DNA which belongs to her mommy: collecting things. And she does love sands.
    I will post a picure of my sea shells and her sands on Instagram, you got a deal! Watch out for it…
    And I still miss since months the sound of the sea, the colors of the sunsets on the wavies waters… in Switzerland we don’t have anithing like that.
    Hugs :-)claudine

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    1. Claudine,
      Cheers to your daughter’s love for collecting. Your comment reminds me of a mentor who told me that whenever his students traveled, he gave them a small veil for a sand sample. The variations of sand amazed him. I’ll keep my eye on Instagram, but if I miss it, let me know! (Busy here these days.)

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  5. My father-in-law had a small vial of sand from Normandy where he landed on D-Day. That’s some historical sand! It’s certainly easier to walk on the hard-packed sand but as I mentioned before, I like the feel of the sand slip-sliding away (thanks, Paul Simon) when the waves roll back out.

    janet

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    1. Janet,
      Oh wow … that’s awesome (about the Normandy sand, Where’s the sand now? Love the Paul Simon reference as well as that feeling under the feet as the water is retreating to the sea. Wonderful!!!!

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  6. All the world in a grain of sand–love what you’ve shared here about sand’s gifts. What a beautiful post. I do have fallen arches, though, and walking barefoot on sand (especially soft sand) can cause big aches and pains. Will instead use water shoes and admire the sand with them on. 🙂

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    1. Kathy,
      Sand is not only wonderful, it’s metaphors and symbolism seem endless to me. Seems you like your beach time, well … except for the fallen arches – but those water shoes help, so at least you get to refresh your feet. I’m fortunate ( at least for now) being able to walk so much on the beach in bare feet. Talk about getting rid of old skin! 🙂

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  7. All that sand – and I felt like I was immersed in reading a poetry come alive. Your beautiful post made the world of sand come to the forefront of the beach experience, a change from the calm strong depths of the ocean being the focus, where humanity touches more often and is deeply touched in all those experiences. My favorite – nature’s sugars under my feet and between my toes – loved this description.

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    1. PD,
      I don’t consider myself to be a poet. On my old blog of over 2300 posts, I had one poem. ONE … so when you feel poetry here causes a smile. Thank you. So much sand on this beach … let alone all the beaches of the world. Just mind-boggling,,, and to think of all the variations of sand. Your comments are also soothing as well as intellectual … so many thanks for sharing. And thanks for letting me know your favorite line in this walk. 🙂

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        1. Thank you. Personally, I think these posts are best in the morning. …. LOL … I guess the rainy season has started. FYI – there is a future walk about rain.

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  8. All that sand, I mean . . seriously. When you stop to think about what infinity looks like . . of course the granules are finite but, it feels infinite.

    Here’s to refreshing walks and perfect video accompaniments.

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    1. Marc,
      I love it when comments include thoughts that I wish I would have used in the walk … love your way of relating infinity and sand. Perfect. Glad you enjoyed the video accompaniments. What did you think of the sand music guy?

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    1. Gwen,
      Peaceful and thoughtful are two of my aims, so knowing that I hit those marks with you, I’m happy … well, actually thrilled. Hopefully, I also have walk-to-walk consistency. Thank you!

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  9. There is something about arriving at the beach, kicking off your sandals so you can feel the sand beneath your feet. It’s especially lovely when it is the right temperature. You hobble along in the softer sand, to get to your spot, settle in and then off you go. Yes, definitely closer to the water where it is more packed. Sometimes in the water, sometimes close enough to have the waves splash over. My father was an avid beach walker and would come back from vacations with white stripes on either side of his torso from all the walking he did!
    That was an interesting video. People make music with just about anything.

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    1. Dale,
      Thanks for sharing one of your connections to the beach. After arriving, there is something about the first step … definitely something special. Interesting how not only are the sands different from beach to beach, but also other characteristics. I love the packed sand at the water’s edge, but that isn’t always the case. Thanks for sharing about your dad – so cheers to another beach walker.

      Glad you enjoyed the video and thanks for letting me know. Definitely creative – and he probably did a lot more!

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  10. Frank, this is such a lovely way to begin my Day-After-The-Election!! After all the madness — the nastiness, the campaigning, the lying — I’m blessed to have a two-minute reverie, walking along the beach, feeling the sand between my toes, and listening to the waves. There’s just something wonderful about gazing into all that water and looking at sand as far as the eye can see — it’s magical!

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    1. Debbie,
      If this calmed you down the-day-after Election Day, that may be the best praise yet. 🙂 Thank you. Personally I’ve been avoiding the TV today and listening to music. Peace … and a getaway … just like the beach.

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  11. It’s 1:00 pm, (s)and I have finally turned on my computer.
    So, it’s first thing in the morning to me. After reading this, I feel like putting my feet in some sand & refreshing them. Alas, it’s not to be. It snowed here 2 days ago, and although it has melted, it’s still a bit cold for a barefoot walk in the sand.
    Hmm, maybe next snowfall, I’ll walk barefoot in the snow, just for half a minute. It could be refreshing in its own way!
    Just working with what I have! Lol!
    Thank you for this relaxing walk, and the insightful reflections, Frank! Adore the sand music!
    Here’s some Sand(y) for you! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PQiWL0HfIJsx

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    1. Resa,
      Good morning to you from my afternoon. Glad this walk was about to provide some relaxation. Love the music you gave … thanks!

      Snow? Yikes! Closest thing I have come to walking barefoot in the snow is well … I was in our outdoor hotub/spa … got out … ran through the snow in a bathing suit … laid down … did a snow angel … then ran back into the tub.

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          1. Probably a much better strategy, given that any outcome will not be controlled or changed. Worry and anguish at this point is such a wasted effort. Yet I still admit looking much more suspiciously at walkers early this morning wondering if ‘they’ had a hand in the election as it turned out.

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  12. I listen to your video as I read your words. Then I have to get past the jealousy – you get to walk by the beach, on the sand! – and I feel grateful that not only do you have the ability to walk on the sand by the ocean, but you share your wonderful thoughts as you do so. I’ve had some great adventures with sand, most of them at the ocean’s edge. I forget, though to look at the sand the way I look at the stars – so many of them/it and we are just a teeny tiny speck. I’m determined to enjoy my speck of time here on this Earth.

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    1. Pam,
      Thanks for the wonderful comment – but please remember one thing …. my home is way inland, so my beach time is during snowbird season. 🙂 Loved the way you related sand and the stars. Perfect … FYI … Stars will be a future walk. 🙂

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  13. Here I am, late again. Dry sand, wet sand, coarse sand, fine sand, white sand and grey sand… they all bring difference to the experience of walking on a beach. But there’s nothing to beat it. Combine that with a mirror smooth ocean, right up to a turbulent storm and all stops in between and there’s no reason ever to become indifferent to the experience.

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    1. Margaret,
      Oh no – no worries about late because that’s what blogs allow. 🙂 Besides, this is a place to relax. 🙂

      I’m right with you. No matter the wide range of conditions of a beach, there is something special about the place. Ever seen black sand? Definitely unique – and there seem to be some other unique colors around the world.

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  14. Thank you for this lovely walk in the sand and the ocean sounds. I love it when I see gull footprints in the sand… And the grains of reddish sand on my beach, which my geologist sister tells me are garnet, my birthstone. Like you, I do love walking barefoot in the sand, as long as it’s warm enough, only for a couple of months in the summer here. It’s also great exercise for our ankles and calves. It must be nice to be walking barefoot there in November! It is amazing to compare grains of sand to the stars, the infinity of it all is awe-inspiring.

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    1. Barbara,
      Wonderful thoughts. Sand is such a composite of stuff. No wonder it comes in such a wide range of colors. Barefoot in the sand is priceless. We are lucky that where we go, the sand is fairly packed along the waterline. Talk about easy walking!

      Now there is a downside of all this. I’m actually inland (Cincinnati Ohio). However, we winter at the beach. So these walks were composed there .- but at this moment, I’m far away from the beach. 😦 … and I hear November is fabulous there!

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    1. Nia,
      Your description that this walk was “a relaxing dreamland” made me smile. Thank you for that …. and for watching the video! I love the artist’s creativity.

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  15. All that sand puts into perspective how small we are in comparison to the ALL. All that sand reminds us that every moment like every grain of sand is not stagnate and is alive and changes. Beautiful ponderings and beautiful soundtrack of the waves. How I miss the ocean so I really thank you for bringing it to me. Have a great day, Frank! xo

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    1. Good Morning, Amy.
      Glad this walk got your day off to a good start. To me, the best time to read these musings. Perspecive – wow – such a powerful word – but one that thinkers and big-picture people get. After all, the selfish can’t see it. Thanks for walking along – and a new one will be ready for your morning tomorrow.

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      1. I love musings, Frank. I think deeply and there was a time in my life I shared those thoughts with some other deep thinkers. Life moves along and what once was, is no longer and we adapt. My deep thoughts tend to scare most, but that’s OK. When I connect with others who are able to thank deeply, it is with great joy! SMILE!! xo

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  16. Beautiful… Nothing like walking and getting sand between your toes.. and watching the Trillions of Billions of grains, knowing each one was worn down over time…. And so apt that sand is used in an Hour Glass… depicting time… And to think the Sahara Desert must have one time been an ocean… Showing again how TIME never stands still, and how those grains of sand all over the world have been created, ground down from rock… which makes one stand in ore at the age of our planet and of the multiple times it has changed
    We are standing here right now within our own moment of time…. witnessing again another SHIFT as we stand on our own various shores… Watching the Ocean of Awareness play out through Humanity..

    Many thanks dear Frank for your wisdom… Love and Blessings Sue ❤

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    1. Sue.
      Your comment is not only profound, it’s another post in itself. Our view of the natural world and our place in it is something I’ve always admired. Thanks for sharing your thoughts with so many others! … and on a personal note, thanks for your catching-up time here. That alone has given my Saturday a good start. 🙂

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      1. Thank you Frank.. had to take a blog break for a while… as I regained my balance, literally.. from Vertigo .. And may well do as you suggested and save my impromptu comment… I often re-read in ore and wonder at how the words flow when I don’t even think of them… I had to come back to read what I put. So I may save them and do as you suggest… add them to a post in the future… 🙂
        Sending Huge hugs your way.. and Happy Walking.. ❤

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        1. Yuk about the vertigo – so breaking from the flashing light of the computer screen had to help. Thanks for considering the prompt because you had the framework of something. Doesn’t have to be long – just poignant. Glad you are feeling better enough to be among us.

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  17. “Nature’s sugar”! Dude that was cool right there. Yup we all start with cool sand in the morning. Although any time mentions sand and time I totally think of Days of Our Lives. I know it’s lame. But that soap opera has been playing for years and I used to watch it when I was a teen and that opening I could not forget. Funny now. But the best part of sand other than how it feels on your feet is definitely the footprints with the backdrop of the waves. Footprints. Yes

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    1. Guat,
      The sands on the portion of the Alabama coast where we go quite nice – actually I have heard them described as sugary white sands. The grains are also fine like sugar, so not course like salt. It’s simply so fine and soft when the bare feet make first contact with it. You mentioned footprints, surprise – that’s a future walk topic.

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      1. I like that soft sand reminds me of Hawaii 🙂 that first contact that’s the moment you take a deeper breath and you realize you got a moment. I love those glad you can get a lot of them and share 🙂 Footprints! Yes to those in the sand, what do you think of writing in the sand? Do you come across those much?

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        1. Guat,
          Glad this walk reminded you of Hawaii. Footprints in the sand are interesting. I especially like it when a rain and/or the wind wipe the sand clean of footprints. The smooth look makes the beach look pure – untouched … and then the slow appearance of footprints can also be intriguing.

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