Tranquility is one of the things we can’t buy, yet each of us searches for it in our own unique way. Some of us find it on the yoga mat, others find it in playing music, and some find it in walking in the rain, as each drop gently lands on the nape of your neck and slowly runs down your back. However you find your tranquility, it is when you are at your most peaceful.
I will be honest with you I never fully understood this, I tried many different ways to reach full tranquility over the years and could never quite get there, walking in the rain relaxed me but never made me reach fully at peace, but then I remember I had always felt most at peace when I was walking on the beach, how I had not realized this before I didn’t know, the business of everyday life consumed my mind, blocking out the thing I needed the most my peacefully place.
So, I packed a bag, booked a hotel, and headed to the beach. Bournemouth was my home for one night, and what a difference it would make.
I walked barefoot along the beach on a cool spring evening as the sun was slowly setting. Waves lapping against my feet as they hit the shore, the cold temperature sending a shiver through my body as I let a high-pitched scream until I got used to the cold of the water.
As the sun set further, I made my way slowly up the beach and found a clear spot to sit. I listened to waves crash against the shore as I watched the sun go down. My mind was quiet for the first time in a while.
The sky is like a huge rainbow, pink, purple, yellow, green, light blue, and dark blue reflect across the skyline as the sun sets further. I’m lost in my surroundings, gripped by the sound of the waves and the colors of the sky.
I start to drift not in my mind but in my soul, it’s like for that moment they are not connected. I’m floating, my mind is free, the stress has left me, and the pain has left me. The world around me sounds silent apart from the waves and the sound of my breathing.
Slow, calm breathing, every breath taking in the salt air, every breath sending my body into a deep state of tranquility. My eyes close, every sound becomes more intense, the seagulls squawking, the laughter of others on the beach, and the Jamaican music playing.
This was written by our contributing writer, Leah Palmer.
Image Source: Unsplash, Abi Baurer
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