I miss the beaches of Salalah.
I miss going to the beach in the evenings and sitting there in peace, letting the stillness envelope my thoughts. I love the ocean, the salty air, the warm sun on my face, the seagulls swooping down for bread crumbs, couples walking along hand in hand, children making sand castles, the distant voices of the fishermen..
Being away from the daily chaos - the traffic, the people and the stress of everyday life. Sitting there quietly looking out at the horizon and the endless ocean gives me a sense of freedom. The world stops for me as I experience a profound peace within.
The vastness of the ocean makes me realize how small I am and this knowledge in turn rips apart all the false egos that I unknowingly acquire in this world of pretences..Hence keeping me grounded to reality.
I love to walk bare feet on the beach too. The feel of the sand under my feet as the waves gently caress them. I walk shrugging away the worries of the world and simply taking in the beauty of it all…picking up different shells and imagining what it must be like under the sea. I soon lose myself, imagining mermaids and other mythical creatures.
It is amazing, how an hour or two at a quiet beach can make one feel as if the soul has been cleansed of the grub of everyday life. I call it the “Ocean Therapy” that I feel everyone must undergo once in a while.