“Thinking spot” – the Beach

Winter NS beach

I call places like this beach my thinking spot. Sometimes they are, but in actual fact more often it’s my no-thinking spot. It’s where I go to clear my head and not have to think at all. I listen to the crashing surf, I watch the waves roll in and back out. I examine the changes in texture of the sand from one end of the beach to the other, from shoreline to waters edge. The smooth dense wet sand, the rippled tide-receding middle sand, the light and airy sand in the sun. Truth be told, I find beaches and the ocean in particular to be cleansing.

Winter NS Beach 2


To me, it’s not a place to go soak up the sun, although at times that too has its place.

Winter NS Beach 3

And that’s why you’ll find me bundled up in the middle of winter, with or without my camera, walking the beach. The bitter cold wind and icy salt spray has a way of literally taking your breath away, and with it all of my worries, even if only for a moment. Sometimes I drive along the shore, stopping at beach after beach. Sometimes I sit for an untold length of time just being. And sometimes I do in fact think.

Winter NS Beach 4

It’s a meditative place, the beach. Every beach unique, and every day a new beach.


Winter NS Beach 5




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