On the edge of one of the busiest cities in the world lies twenty eight miles of beautiful coastline; bound on one side by coastal mountains and on the other by the Pacific Ocean, Malibu is a network of gorgeous beaches, and where I find peace of mind.
For the past three days the surf in Malibu has been absolutely brilliant; an end of summer swell that has woven its siren song through the hearts of all local surfers and had them arriving in droves to celebrate each and every set.
While Ben has grabbed his new board and embraced the swell with a smile and a wave back to me on the beach I have been taking advantage of the beautiful shoreline to get back into some running. There is nothing better in the world to regulate your breathing to than the wash of the waves crashing on the beach.
I have many reasons to love Malibu. Firstly, it is where Ben and I enjoyed our first official date and walking the sand takes me back to that beautiful afternoon every time. Secondly, when I watch the sunset or enjoy a midday stroll on this shore I feel open to whatever is happening in my life, I can feel the parts of me that are being created, and the other parts that are falling away.
Sometimes it feels a little uncomfortable, it is in my very nature to resist change, however I know that this discomfort is required as the price for learning more about myself and becoming the person that I want to be, the woman that I want to share with the world, she whom I truly am.
I feel ready when I am in Malibu, strong, free, like it is where I am meant to be. Where I am meant to find the beginning of the journey as the person I am now after years of finding out who that really is.
The journey never ends, this I know for sure, but now I know where I start.
Now to find my Ben amongst the waves...