salt water renewal

I think it has been almost a year since the last time I was at the beach and that’s bad. For me, that’s really bad. I just love it. I love being near large bodies of water. It renews me and it rejuvenates me. For some reason, I’ve always found being near large bodies of water (preferably the sea) as healing. Not having gone for so long has been taxing on me, I think.

Planet Dive. We have landed!

Planet Dive. We have landed!

My best friend Tals came home for a while and it was great because she insisted we at least take a day trip to the beach. Any beach. As long as we get to go. So, with some of the best friends I have in this lifetime, I went to Anilao, Batangas to Planet Dive beach resort and soaked up some sun and jumped into the water.

It’s not really a beach for swimming, I think. It’s quite rocky and it’s really a great shore dive spot. I don’t dive, though, but my friends do. I didn’t care. I was with them and I was near the beach. I was surrounded by the wonders of nature, in my midst of the beauty of my country, and I was surrounded by some truly amazing people. Great souls. I felt the fabric of my being coming back together.

I jumped in the water anyway, but not for too long. I needed aqua shoes, I think, to have been able to enjoy the beach because it was rocky but that was okay. Just to have the salt water embrace me and envelope my body was what the doctor ordered. I was hanging out with my friends and we were just talking and catching up and just being us, you know? No pretense and no posturing. Just in the mere act of being. It was wonderful.

I could feel the stress and the frustration just melt away. I got to sit under the sun and just take in the beauty of the place. I needed this. I really, really needed this. I didn’t really bother with work and I could just enjoy the fact that I was there. I had work to finish but it was taking so long and I think it’s because I’ve been trapped in the city for too long.

I think, at some point, we need to get out of the daily routines of our lives if we are to remember what it feels like to be human and not just some cog in the machine. The routine can kill you. You won’t die from it but it eats away at your being and you forget why you are doing all of that work in the first place.

At the same time, I haven’t been with these people for such a long time and these are the people who made me love myself in the first place. These are the people that helped elevate me into the person I’ve come to like. They made me love myself. I owe them my life, really. It was the unbridled joy of being around them again and it put so much into perspective. I realised what I was missing. I realised what I was wanting back.

And I’ll admit it. The place makes for great Instagram pictures. I’m such an addict and a freak for Instagram and it allowed me a whole bunch of new pictures. These are the kind of pictures I like taking anyway.

I hope to come back soon, and with these people because when I’m with them, I really feel like I’m just me. I have to do this more often. I have a feeling the poems I will write will take a different tone of voice again. I have been writing poetry that were more deeply rooted into my darkness. This will get me to write positive, hopeful stuff again.

Anilao, Batangas. Yeah, it's gorgeous, I know.

Anilao, Batangas. Yeah, it’s gorgeous, I know.

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