A morning at the seaside

Everybody has a souvenir related to the seaside. Childhood memory of days at the beach, campfire with friends, a lonely walk barefoot and in the background the rhythmic sound of the waves, the immense power of the sea.

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On a Tuesday morning I went to Scheveningen, a seaside place near The Hague, I was tired, had worries in my mind and it was cold and windy. My shoes were dirty within a few minutes, my hands frozen and my hair all over the place. But then I looked at the sea, I really looked at it and at some point it happened. I abandoned myself to that immense horizon. The more the sea took my attention the more I felt lighter and warmer. I let my burden behind me and started to photograph, the view of those lines and shapes made me smile. Inside, outside. I felt that immense power of joy deep down inside of me, indestructible joy.

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Let’s be clear, there were bumps on my seaside road, it was really cold, there were people who talked very loud, garbage collectors were doing their job (which means a lot of noises). It was not picture perfect/dreamland but what I did of it was great. I focused on the moment, I decided to choose what was worth it and felt so incredibly grateful, at some point only the good appears and is visible/audible. The sea healed me that day and it can heal you too.

Here is my message, look up and embrace what you se(a)e.

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