I recently went to the Atlantic Ocean with a group of women I’d just met at the training for going on an Operation Smile medical mission.
The thing that seemed to be the same for everyone, was that everyone seemed content. It was as if we’d come to share a collective experience of joy.
Maybe that’s what is so great about the beach–everyone feels at peace…it’s something about the constancy of the crashing waves. I’m not discounting the fact that surely there are people who come to the beach in states of sorrow or distress. I’m just commenting on what I noticed as the ocean’s ability to bring people together in a harmonious way.
I know that I pumped up the amount of joy I got from that hour on the beach, by dancing and jumping! There really is nothing quite so fun as ocean side frolicking! (BTW, isn’t it funny that it’s FROLIC-no K, but FROLICKING-with a K. Yes, I am that kind of language nerd.)
Go forth and frolic. You won’t be disappointed.
Ans, smile. Be happy.