36 – Beaches v1

I dedicate this walk to my readers because these are their words and ideas that I have transformed into a walk. Except for the last image that I’ve credited, the images are mine.

Click the video above for several minutes of background waves as you read.

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

I take to the beach at dawn, but before sunrise. Dawn is a liminal time – no longer night, yet the day has not begun. Dawn is a time of brilliant changing colors that inspire hope and renewal. 

Walking on the beach frees me from any shackles of life. While the sound of the waves is relaxing, breathing in the sea air is a potent elixir. Feeling the wind on my face lifts me as if I could sail with the currents. As the sand cleanses my soles, the salty air is one of the best smells ever. With all this and more, the beach offers me a chance to find treasures and memories as the water kisses the sand.

Even when the sea is angry, the sounds of the beach are soothing to me. Each breaking wave crashes into the shore, smacking the sand before settling in and then retreating with that magical whoosh sound that will soon be replaced by another. Those rhythmic sounds are reassuring and a surefire way of melting stress and somehow aligning with my heartbeat. The roar of the ocean is stirring and calming at once – a paradox – yet a healthy reminder to respect its power. 

Moving water is hypnotic. Drawing me in seems instinctive because water is life’s blood. Maybe we know water means life and that we are water.

I stop to watch our glowing sun emerge from the sea – an appearance announcing a new day has begun. There is only one sun, and every person on earth shares it. The sun seems to be involved in so much. Acting like humanity’s Swiss Army knife, the sun does it well and more. After all, the sun is one of our teachers for awakening and understanding directions while symbolically showing us how to rest and rise with each day.

Today’s gentle breeze refreshes and renews my energy – yet I know the wind can impose its will. However, the wind can be an instrumental teacher to all of us by showing us when to stop pushing and how to be flexible to allow life to change course on a dime.

I look up at the sky and embrace its immensity, intuitively knowing that we belong to the earth, to the soil that nourishes, and to the air that gives breath. Since Ancient Times, humanity has always wanted to reach the sky – balloons, planes, satellites, and high towers. But, no matter where we stand on the earth, the sky is the anchor above. 

Clouds are the divine artistry on the canvas of the sky. It’s interesting how we think of clouds as emotions that express our psyche. My eyes follow the sky with its clouds across the water to where they meet the water. 

That horizon holds many possibilities for the mystical journey of life. Acting like a tempting carrot held just beyond my reach, the horizons beckoning me, enticing me while saying, “Come little one. Come and see.”

The beach has many shells today – enough to hide the smooth pieces of nature’s glass. While serving as future memories of the past, seashells are like snowflakes; that is, each seashell is unique and one of nature’s abstracts. Yet, shells make me sad as I remember they were homes to creatures of a sea – so seashells remind me that life is transitional.

I spot a heron ahead standing as a solitary sentinel ever watchful for the next meal. Herons are not warm or chipper the way songbirds are, but they have an elegance while serving as a symbol of patience and longevity. The heron reminds me that all the creatures by the sea came alive with their habits and structures that transform each species to adapt to its unique environment. Mother Nature is incredible!

Time has unknowingly passed by me as I walk – yet the tide serves as one of nature’s clocks.  Because they bring the waterline closer to me, tides remind me of the rhythms of life and unstoppability. Ebb and flow is a part of every life in some way. Feeling like my life is at low tide might sound (or be) negative, but when the tide is out, the ocean is gathering itself to come back again.

Footprints on the beach are many. Even if only for a minute or less, footprints are a visible record that I was there. Many footprints will remain for days, only to be wiped away by wind or waves. While footprints are memories, what are memories, dear friends? Is it when our words to each other remain as profound parts of each other?

The sun is lowering. There’s something magical about a good sunset as it paints the horizon with dazzling swirls of colors, depicting its mood, each evening creating a unique masterpiece that soothes the weary heart and delights the eyes. Yet, every day the sun remains the same.

Soon, the day will be over. Dark will envelop this place – but later I will see the moon beautifully and mysteriously shining above while illuminating hearts. It seems the moon and the beach go together perfectly. 

Photo by Jenni Harvey – Used with permission

I will return tomorrow during a time when the new dawn begins to dismantle the gloom and announce a new day of hope. While many footprints will remain and the sounds and waves will still have their rhythm, new shells will appear and the heron will be standing in a different place. I like walking on the beach for it is good for the mind, body, and soul – and refreshing on my feet. 

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133 thoughts on “36 – Beaches v1”

  1. Walking on the beach is a place where we can forget the world and all its woes, and that’s the way I feel when I walk along the beach with your words, Frank, regardless of whether you gave birth to the arrangement of the words or they were inspired by others.
    Now, like Ivor, I am heading off for dinner after a “lovely interlude” walking with you tonight. 🙂

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        1. Oh yes, the good old camera phone has become quite an asset these days, with the quality of photos improving drastically in recent years. Those dratted birds can be a tad flighty when we want them to sit still for us! 😉

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    1. Joanne,
      Oh yes – “a place where we can forget the world and all its woes” … and that’s a line I wish I would have had! Well done. For me, this post was a lot of fun to do. Not easy bringing together the words of others, but fun and full of personal pride. Hope you had a good dinner!

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    1. CK,
      Thank you … and that was pure luck. I recall that sunny day several years ago. We were approaching the group, so I got my phone ready. Given the bright day, I couldn’t see the screen, so I was clicking at random not knowing what I got … and didn’t see the captures until I returned to the condo … so you can imagine my surprise!


  2. The beach has so many “faces” – its’ morning face similar to its’ night face as each signals a “changing of the guard”. Nature gives us beauty any time of day – if we are OPEN to seeing/feeling it.


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  3. How lucky you are to be able to enjoy the beach. You have described how the day has affected you in such an interesting way. The sky does anchor our world and it holds so much beauty. Great post Frank

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    1. Peggy,
      Thanks for the kind words. However, one clarification because I want to give credit where credit is due. These are the words from comments by readers from many of the previous posts. This post is their thoughts that I simply melded together into a post. For me, this post was a pleasure and an honor to do. So hey – another one is on Thursday, so keep that in mind as you read. Enjoy your Tuesday.

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      1. Well, such a nice thing to do Frank. Bloggers do give some very nice comments. Apparently I missed what you were doing as I read your post. Was a little overwhelmed by the volume of new posts and comments on my blog this morning. I must have been half asleep. Ha

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  4. “As the sand cleanses my soles, the salty air is one of the best smells ever. With all this and more, the beach gives me a chance to find treasures and memories as the water kisses the sand.”

    One reason why I like to walk on a soft sandy beach is the workout my feet get and the opportunities for photographs. I am lost in the world about me, but not lost in my own world. That happens up on ‘my’ hill where I am absorbed in the moment and can still my thoughts. A lovely post Frank.

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    1. Jude,
      Thanks for letting me know the lines that struck you the most. Given that this post is one of the reader’s comments, I wonder who wrote those words. Thursday’s post with your photos is similar – that is based on reader comments I sown together. Cheers to you for getting lost in your beach!


  5. Dawn is the best time of day, whether one is on a beach or not. But to walk the beach at dawn…what a wonderful way to begin the day. Loved the Enya piece. I’m listening as I look out at a clear bluebird sky with a few remnants of the last snow from my studio window. It’s gonna be such a beautiful day. Ahhhhh 🙏🏼 Thank you for another fabulous walk.

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    1. Lisa,
      You are more than welcome. When I search for supporting posts by other bloggers, I notice those by people who have visited … so thank you! This joy was a post to put together. To identify great lines – but to them weave them together into something coherent. Also thought it was a place to show some of my photos. Thanks for the kind words … and I hope you return Thursday because it is volume 2, but with a photo collaborator.

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  6. You have some good photos here, Frank, giving us the feel of dawn, my favorite time to go walking. Your comparison of the sun to the world’s Swiss army knife made me chuckle. If the sun could just open a bottle of wine… 🙂 Thanks for adding beauty to my day.


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    1. Janet,
      Thanks about the photos. Regarding the Swiss Army knife, I chuckle – remember – these aren’t my words – and somehow, I recall the person making that comment. Meanwhile, if it wasn’t for the sun, we would have a bottle of wine. 🙂 Let – I like your reference back to the sun. Touche.


      1. I have a Swiss army knife I got in Switzerland in the mid-seventies and have managed to keep it all these years. It’s not a huge one and not fancy and I have to remember to take it out of my bag/purse before flying, but so far I’ve managed.

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        1. LOL, Janet. I had a wine bottle opener in my bac when we closed out our trailer and sold it. When they asked me what I had in my purse, I had no clue. I forgot about it being in there and was stopped and frisked at the airport the next time we went.

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          1. I had that knife with me years ago when our girls and I were going to visit the Statue of Liberty. I didn’t realize they had airport-type security and I had nowhere to put the knife. The ranger suggested I put it under some nearby bushes where evidently lots of people put things like that. I was astonished and thankful to find it was there when we got back!

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  7. This was a beautiful poetic and meditative read, so much beauty of all kind. Wonderful pictures too! I could also recognize you included my description of footprints and memories that I had shared with you as part of a comment 🙂 I have had a quote designed with those words with a picture of my footprints and dedicated to a group of friends.

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    1. PD,
      The fact that I was able to craft the comments of others into a meditative post means a lot to me. The credit for the words goes to the readers, so I toast them! … and I’m happy that you recognized yours!!!! Actually, you may be the only person who has recognized their contribution! 🙂 The next post is also like this one.

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    1. Lisa,
      Glad you enjoyed the walk and my photos. Moving water has a way of affecting us … a roaring waterfall, the sounds of a small stream going over the rocks, and of course the surf , which is extra special. I have walked on the beach at night, but not much.

      The photo of the sanderlings flying away has a story. I told it to CK, one of the earlier comments , so here’s the copy/paste version. …. and that was pure luck. I recall that sunny day several years ago. We were approaching the group, so I got my phone ready. Given the bright day, I couldn’t see the screen, so I was clicking at random not knowing what I got … and didn’t see the captures until I returned to the condo … so you can imagine my surprise!

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  8. Morning twilight is very magical… “footprints are memories” is a new way of looking at them to me, what a lovely metaphor, Frank. Some remain for quite a while, but others are quickly erased. Much to think about today… (Loved the Enya music!)

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    1. Barbara,
      I love morning twilight … and I probably have more photos of it than anything. I love the footprints thought as memories too. Keep in mind that thought was not mine – but one by a reader. Hmmmmm … I wonder if you are somewhere in this (or the next) post. Cheers to Enya – who probably is the most used artist in my posts. … and thanks for letting me know you enjoyed the music!

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    1. Debra,
      Thank you. We’ve been together long enough that your comment is special. And you also understand the special nature that this post is for me … That is making the post out of the comments from readers. You know how I want them to get the credit. So yes …. Very special.


  9. Lovely to have those few minutes of beauty and peacefulness at the end of the post, Frank. This was a lovely one 🙂 🙂 I’ve come to the conclusion that you have more hours in your day than me. Three posts a week with numerous links and comments! I’m failing to keep up 🙂

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    1. Jo,
      Enya has a way of delivering beauty and peacefulness. She’s may be the most featured artist here. (Yes, I have a list).:) I had to chuckle because as I move travel blog, I keep seem your presence! Of course, that means I travel in a good circle. 🙂 Meanwhile, at my blogging peak, I did 6 posts per week … and did it for multiple years. Now – three is the max. Experience has taught me something. 😉


  10. It’s amazing how much you can keep coming up with about your ocean walks but maybe not since it is such a gift of renewal everytime we visit. Lovely music! love Enya and it’s been awhile since I’ve listened so thanks for the respite of your pictures and music. Oh the gorgeous sunset with the Blue Heron steadfast and at the ready! Nice job Frank! 🙏💖

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    1. Cindy,
      Thank you. You’ll be seeing a transition away from beach-related topics to a wide array. My approach was to put most of the beach-related topics up front, then branch out. Probably makes no difference but at least it seems like a good idea. I stumbled across the heron at sunset pic on Facebook, then reached out to the owner about using it. It’s a great pic!

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  11. The ocean, beaches are my happy place too. I’m in Canada, we have beautiful lakes and rivers, but nothing like the salt water and the soft sand. Every year I look forward to the summer, for going south, but last year wasn’t possible, and I believer it will not this year either.


    1. Elizabeth,
      The ocean and beaches are happy times, so I try to express that along with peace and relaxation while provoking some thought. Inland beaches are good, especially as times away from our normal routines. But yes – nothing like the sands of the ocean. Thanks for sharing!

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