This weekend I did find a "release" while we were in FL. We stayed in a wonderful condo on the beach and woke up to the sound of the ocean every morning. The last morning we were there I was NOT wanting to leave and come back to reality, so I got up early and headed to the beach with my camera.
It was early enough there were only a few people on the beach, mainly runners. It really made me want to run barefoot on the beach, but I forgot my sports bra!
Anyway, I strolled down the beach as the waves swept over my feet. Looking out at the ocean as the waves were crashing in, it felt like they were carrying away my sadness, anger, doubt, and so much more. At that moment I realized this was my "release." I did not need anything physical to send off, the waves and vast ocean was my healing release. Here are two of the MANY pictures I took that morning, I couldn't pick just one.
Til' next time,