Ocean Beach makes me feel messy / free…and I love it.

Ocean beach makes me feel messy.


Like messy in a good way.

In that like, “oh good I can be myself because no one is looking” sort of way that allows you to feel free.

Here in Ocean Beach, I feel like I get to

Read and write and learn a lot more than I did before…

And I think it’s because I really want an excuse to be outside. Like all of the time.


So I listen to podcasts and read psychology books and newspapers and write and read and abosrb.

Knowing all the while,

That I still have boxes.

Half-emptied boxes upon boxes.

And ordinarily, that’d stress me out.

But here I find that I don’t mind.

I just want to soak it all in.

It’s connecting with one’s surroundings that comes first

Then comes everything else.

Here I’ve realized I have what I need. And what I need is myself. Right here, right now. With the sun and the moon and the sky and the air and the feeling that we are at one with the world. That for that moment, if we wanted to, we could fly.

I have books strewn around the floor and have descended onto the mini birchwood Target cube with my pink salt lamp as my writing space, and now to the rug next to my pup with my journal and “Resilient Spirit” book as I look at shoes strewn about and shrug.

That’s a big deal for me. I’m a perfectionist. And believe me, I’m working on it.

But OB reminds me to just chill…and to be grateful for what you have and where you are and most importantly, I’m realizing, who you are.

Here I get to realize who I are. (Ahem, am. 🙂 )

I love it here.

The community, the spirit, the camaraderie.

The…”Hi, I’m … Let’s have a pleasant interchange and the wish each other a nice day with a genuine smile on our faces.”

Have I said I love it here?

When people express compassion and kindness in their face, it is infectious. And people here and just, happy.

And it makes me and Milo happy too.

People live their whole lives seeking this kind of intoxication with ones’ surroundings – this sort of satiation mixed with exhileration mixed with a deep appreciation for the beauty of life.

In OB, I’ve found myself.

Here’s to finding your place to be. And to being fully present there.