Today I am sitting on the deck of our Worldmark condo. It doesn’t bother me that the temperature hovers at 28 degrees. I love the Pacific Ocean, especially the expanse of the Pacific Northwest Coastline. The rocky shores, interspersed with sandy beaches and sometimes sand dunes, never cease to enthrall me.
I am taking time to let the soothing slap of incoming waves afford me peace and serenity. The waves are just now picking up momentum, however. Their slaps become thunderclaps, yet this too provides tranquility. No moment truly is the same when I look out at the ocean. Wave rhthyms, water color, sky portraits all change.
Boats emerge from the nearby Depoe Bay harbor. The big ones are either fishing or whale watching charters. They dot the horizon, though only a few at a time, adding to seascape. I always wonder if whale watchers will have success in spotting whales, and I hope for them, that they will.
The cold is chilling my ungloved fingers, but I don’t care at this point. The balcony is my favorite spot to read, watch, write, smell the salty air and listen. I have written before that the ocean is my tonic, and it truly is. At this time I can rightly apply the knowledge of Eckhart Tolle’s now power and living in the moment. It makes life’s worries seem minimal. That’s what coming to the ocean means to me.