Heart. Home.

The Pacific Ocean may be where my heart is, but I have realized that the Atlantic Ocean is where my home is. After growing up on the East Coast my entire life, I have taken for granted the idea that the Ocean lives only four hours from my house in Lexington, and have often times never thought about spending much time on the shoreline. And yet I am drawn to the Pacific Ocean more times then I could ever really visit, and wish for particular spots to sit and think at when I am thinking some things through. 

Last night I got into my car and took the drive out to the beach for the night. This morning I got up to see the sunrise, except the smoke in North Carolina blew in overnight and covered it up. Now, this is the normal time for me to get frustrated and annoyed by the situation. However, I got to sit on an otherwise over crowded beach during the day, completely vacant of the noise that pollutes the air, and absent of the people that camp out for the afternoon. It was quiet. It was still. I could hear the birds, I could hear every crackle of the waves breaking on the beach. I saw the horizon change from the darker sweeps of black into the hues of blue as the sun made its way through the sky, even though I could not see the sun specifically. It was a great morning to just sit... pray... think... over think... and then pray some more. 

It has been an interesting week in my heart as I have felt parts of it wake up after a long hibernation in thinking about how to pursue a new creative venture. I have had moments of feeling completely alone and isolated by the decision making process, and that has been hard. I know that it would be easy to pick up the phone and just call someone, but seriously... sometimes its just so hard to do that. I feel like I talk a lot already, and already dominate in some friendships- and I have sensed myself scaling back a little bit. I don't have any particular solutions for remedying that area, but I am trying to work through it a little more.

I will spend the rest of the day on the beach, after I enjoy 2 more Oreo's from my sleeve/box I purchased last night from "The Seven" (7-11), and the rest of my delicious water. The Oreo's remind me of Thailand, the water reminds me of Fiji. Two places I wouldn't mind being tomorrow. 

I am glad for this day. 

I am most glad though that the comfort this ocean front place brings to my heart is one that I did not have to get to by plane. It was simple as a car ride, talking on the phone for a couple of hours to a sweet friend in Kentucky, grabbing some Starbucks, and just going. Arriving and smelling the ocean from where I am staying completely brought chills, and even in the covered up sunrise I was still able to appreciate a moment of wonder for God's creation and masterpiece that He has given so freely. 

Heart and Home. Opposite coasts... but today I found both here.