The Ocean

The ocean has always given me a sense of peace, quiet and comfort. It has always been a draw for me. Last week we were on vacation at our favorite beach in Oregon, this is when I realized just what made the ocean so soothing to me.

I have been coming to the beach every few years since I was a kid and since 1995, I have come yearly with my son on his mid-winter break from school.  Living in Washington finding the ocean and or a body of water is easy, I prefer the Oregon Coast, but when I need a quick fix, I can find the water within minutes.

When we come to Cannon Beach, I could sit in the window at our funky little motel that overlooks the ocean for hours.  Not leaving to do anything or go anywhere, everything I need is right here.  Small kitchen, fireplace and big windows.  I open the windows to hear and feel the breeze, but what I really need is just to see the waves roll in.  I see the people and dogs that are walking in the wind; they enjoy it, where I do not.  I don’t love getting wet and getting sand in my face or in my shoes.  I will walk on the beach when wind and rain are not factors. 

Our motel has been standing since the 40’s, as the storms roll in you can see them first, coming at you, this place holds its own.  In the middle of the night you might think the roof will blow off but it doesn’t, it just sounds that way.  We bring snacks and a few things to cook, eating in restaurants only rarely.  I don’t come here for anything but the ocean.  It’s an inexpensive vacation, yet it fills me up.

What I figured out this week was the ocean never quits, it is the consistency of it always being here, just keeps doing its thing. Rolling in, rolling out.  The ocean does not disappoint, criticize or judge, it just keeps showing up and does not deceive.  I can count on it.  Though, it can’t be trusted, don’t turn your back on it and you must have respect.  Its here and present.  Yes it changes, its angry sometimes, tossing logs like toothpicks and sometimes its calm with a little breeze. 

Tide comes in high, tide goes out low.  It’s the same but different.

Ever changing, always dependable and reliable.  The ocean has never let me down.  

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