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Exploration and Meditation

Exploring through life’s mysteries is one of the finest activities it has to offer. To journey through the insurmountable amount of thoughts, relationships, experiences and places available to us is what gives cohesiveness and enjoyment to this world. However, most of the time, we can catch ourselves looking down to make sure we don’t trip on our own issues, and missing out on the wonder around us. I sometimes forget to look up, and when I finally do it has been so long that the sky above can seem too bright and unreachable, the light burning my eyes. I have to fight the sting, but every time I overcome the sensation the reward is incredible. To be able to see through doubts of acceptance letters, deadlines, and stress makes me feel like a weight has been lifted off my chest, and I can breathe again. The breath of fresh air transports me to the beach, where I can rest and reflect without clouding thoughts of negativity. The sun shines bright, but no sunglasses are needed. The beach is a place to return to and explore.

I think of myself, a twenty-one year old college student in a biology mayor, as I recline the first thing that comes to mind is my appearance; overly pale for someone who likes the sun, and too blonde for a Puerto Rican, a tourist probably. I remember people speaking broken English to me as an attempt to sell me something, ask me a question or to just say hello. I don’t blame them, but being seen as the outsider and never the local bothers me so I always answer back in Spanish as if to defiantly say “Soy de aquí”. Sometimes they are surprised, and other times they just refuse to acknowledge my Spanish, yet I never perceive it as out of spite. This propels me to want to be the local, a guide, anywhere I can. The university comes to the forefront of my mind’s eye and how I always want to show people new places to eat around campus or a new spot to relax and talk. When someone tells me about a class they are taking that I have already passed, I always ask them for their contact information so I can send them anything I have on the subject. I enjoy forwarding information, especially when it was given to me in the first place.

A sudden saline breeze caresses my face and brings me back to the beach, sand beneath my feet. I wonder how exactly I got here, but don’t question it, I know where I am. I’ve been here before, and I think of my family. My mom always supportive, my dad with all his wisdom, and my sister always by my side. They know me, even since before I was myself. My dinosaur encyclopedia I read every night before bead when I was 8 materializes in my hands. I flip through the pages and land on the stegosaurus, marveling at the plates on its back harkens to a simpler time when learning was just a pleasure. It is getting dark now, the stars will show themselves, unbothered by the usual light in the city. I wish I had my telescope, the first thing I ever bought with my own money, to see them with. The memory of 10 year old me visiting the discovery channel store and picking out the telescope flashes before me. I had received money for my birthday from my family members, and as soon as I had it my hands I was ready for this moment. The cashier asked me what I was going to do with it, and I remember answering that I was going to see the moon. The craters on the moon, looked vast and glowing from my point of view, the telescope facilitating my fixating gaze. Despite its initial novelty, my telescope felt outdated as 14 year old me saw Jupiter through a remote control software enhanced telescope. The accuracy of the science drawings I had seen of Jupiter still amazes me.  I tell everyone I know, about the planets and their characteristics until 10th grade comes around and they all hear about the parts of the heart. My first exposure to anatomy and my path was set to where I am now 21 year old biology major student in the beach at night.

The shoreline has eroded since I arrived, the water now reaching up to my ankles. It’s time to go, I can sense it, the clock is ticking, and it doesn’t wait for anyone. I pack up my things and come back. The keyboard feeling sticky as I continue typing on it. What is it that I want to accomplish?  Simple, to guide you, yes you to your beach. I want to guide you to a place where you and all the other people you’ve been can come together, share perspectives, and reflect on the course your life has taken. Here an opportunity can be had for closure even with your twelve year old self. And there is no better place to start finding your beach than at a real physical beach. This time the local, and not the newcomer I hope to explain what places might resonate with you and how easy they are to access. My final mission that through this blog you find a place to cast that negativity, to look up from the ground, and feel that weight lifted off.

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