Camping at the beach this weekend – smores, campfires, friends, family, hunting for treasures with my 7 year-old (cool rocks for him, beautiful sea glass for me), alternating between dodging from and diving into waves, dolphin sightings, giggly times, quiet times, falling asleep to a serenade of wave songs – I am reminded once again that my soul lives at the ocean and sometimes I get to go visit it there.