It was grey, and even drizzly as we left the house, but that wasn’t going to stop us.
Neither did it affect the herds of people walking blocks and blocks to get to the Mt Martha South Beach Market today.
It’s a beautiful little beachside market with great water views, a real village feel, and baby girl and I wandered about, smelling this, touching that, ooh-ing and ahh-ing as required, and then also…
You know those spiral spuds that you find at any kind of outdoor, food truck dependant event? Baby girl loves those. As soon as she saw there were food trucks, she was suddenly hungry, and it wasn’t even lunchtime yet.
We walked around some more before I caved in. Hell, even I wanted a spiral-y spud.
We took our skewered potato and sat on a bit of a hill, not even facing the market behind us… because the view in front was so much better.
So much of my days are spent trying to get as much done as possible… ticking things off my list, running from one task to the next…
But here, we just sat. I moved all else from my mind. Felt the damp grass on my butt. Slight sprinkling of water on my head.
It was hot. I really wanted to go to the beach today.
But, we were still under restrictions. Beach-going, felt like a no-no.
I had read an article the other day where it was explicitly stated that sunbathing wasn’t allowed.
But beach… it’s exercise, right? In some ways it was just like taking your kids to the park, and that was allowed. I put the idea to Hubbie – why don’t we walk through the shallow waters of the beach, across the whole expanse of beach, and then turn around and go back?
And we’ll just conveniently be holding towels and wearing our swimsuits?
His answer was definite.
“If I’m going to the beach I want to sit down!”
Fair enough. He had been running around all day, so he kinda didn’t wanna be running around more, plus in HEAT.
But then I got another idea…
Baby girl was rapt. I’m sure her excited squeals could be held all the way down the street, as we pelted each other with balloons in the backyard. It was a WHOLE HEAP of fun, and it actually did cool us down, so much so that we were pretty good the rest of the day.
There. A totally inventive and fun way to keep chill. And there’s exercise involved there too, so you don’t miss out… all the bending over and picking up of broken balloon bits off your backyard grass, later.
It was grey, there was wispy rain. Some of it may have had to do with the interrupted night – a man actually died in a horrible crash outside our home last night. There were emergency services everywhere past midnight.
The low mood carried into the day.
We didn’t want to do anything… yet being free, off work, together, we felt we HAD to do something.
Yet we couldn’t be bothered.
Look at this precious life we are granted! And to waste it away on days, doing nothing, lounging around, yawning, and crying “bored,” when we have just been privy to another life being snatched away?
But that’s assuming life is meant to be busy. Full of stuff. Running around.
Life can be just as beautiful, and just as meaningful, by enjoying the things around you. Taking a pause. Breathing in deeply. And respecting our earth.
So we took a walk. To clear our heads, process our thoughts, and connect ourselves to the ground on which we walk on every day.
The water was there too. We may not have touched it, but we felt the force of the wind as it rippled across it, smelt the sea air, and knew that no matter how beautiful it looked, those waters were merciless.
The danger is so far, but a wrong step from the lookout, and it can come running up to our faces with a loud smack.
Life can change so easily my friends. Take care out there, and enjoy whatever it is that makes you happy… yes, even if it means lying on the couch.
Sometimes we need that too… only as long as we get back up again. 💪
I’m feeling a little sheepish, because I didn’t get to capture the most peaceful and beautiful part of my day.
But like many things in life, just because it wasn’t snapped, 📸 doesn’t mean it didn’t happen.
The heart can tell it happened.
I find this happens in the most perfect moments. Those where we are free, going with the flow, living from within our purpose.
And we don’t have a camera on us.
AND running off to grab a camera, well it kinda defeats the purpose of being calm, free and all.
But it happened today. I had a coffee up on the balcony as the sun was approaching midday point, so half of the balcony was still in shadow…
But the other half was lit up.
I moved my chair to the part where it SHONE.MOVED IT RIGHT UP.
And I sipped my coffee.
I thanked my lucky stars that I was enjoying this beautiful moment, up high, right under birds as their wings flapped above me, dragonflies whizzing about in the garden below me with butterflies gently meandering, the waters shimmering in the horizon, with the still and warm air enveloping me in a gentle embrace…
I may have said it before, but growing up in my teens, I used to tell bestie that one day I wanted to have a beach house.
I didn’t know how. I didn’t know when.
To be honest, I didn’t even know if it were possible.
It certainly didn’t seem possible at the time.
And yet… isn’t it funny how things end up working out?
Water isn’t only my recluse. My solace. Living near, being close to, or sitting under water has been shown to bring about many benefits to ALL people, some of which are lowered stress and anxiety, and just a greater sense of wellbeing.
In the Summer, I am far more relaxed. Yet I still find myself breathing deeply when wading through the beach waters, taking it all in, and giving myself a moment to meditate with my eyes open.
In the colder months… different story.
Driving past the beach helps. As does looking out the window. But another way I find water submersion in Winter, is in my own home.
I had planned on an end-of-week bath, but today, as mentally and emotionally stressed as I found myself, I realised I needed to hurry the ‘me time’ to tonight.
So, what do I do?
I light a candle. Make sure the water is HOT.
And then, not very much at all. That is the whole point after all.
I do watch my thoughts. I open myself up to the Universe, to see what questions come to me, and what answers just as quickly flow through me.
I remain impassive. I let go, my fingers floating on the surface of the water.
I breathe in light, love, and all the good in the world. All of my hopes, desires and dreams.
And I breathe out negativity, and that which does not serve me…
Then I pull the plug.
And the black energy I’ve expelled, goes down the drain.