I can tell when I need to get out in nature, when I need to hear the waves and feel the sand or wander in the woods and listen to the birds, possibly stumble onto something beautiful. I was feeling anxious and angry and maybe a little bit sad so decided to get up before the sun rose in the sky and go sit on the beach and meditate for a bit. Before the crowds and the noise. That time when the sky turns pink with promise of the day. I opened my blanket and plopped down onto it and watched as the colors started filling the my view. Turquoise ocean, pink and blue sky. A water color forming in front of me. There was a great blue heron taking in the view along side me. He seemed to stare out at the ocean as if he was meditating as well. I know he was probably searching for fish but whatever, it fits my story better this way. An hour later I was feeling refreshed and peaceful. Right about the time some kid in one of the beach houses started screaming for his mother. I knew it was time for me to leave. I packed up and went in search for some coffee.