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I spent a few hours sitting at the beach today and couldn’t help but to think of this morning‘s message. As I sat on my towel, the moisture from the sand soaked up and it became damp. And I thought… And I’m that too…the sand and the sun. It most definitely created a different perspective as I watched all of the people so elated to be both basking in the sunshine and jumping in and out of the waves. And perhaps it sounds silly… But I wondered for a moment if that much joyful...
I spent a few hours sitting at the beach today and couldn’t help but to think of this morning‘s message. As I sat on my towel, the moisture from the sand soaked up and it became damp. And I thought… And I’m that too…the sand and the sun. It most definitely created a different perspective as I watched all of the people so elated to be both basking in the sunshine and jumping in and out of the waves. And perhaps it sounds silly… But I wondered for a moment if that much joyful energy jumping about would feel like being tickled. And I could help to get up off my towel to put my feet in the water and laugh.
I love how the sun floods into my house in the early morning. It looks like the palm trees and the sun are dancing and it is being projected on my walls. Perhaps I will turn up the music and join them!
Life beckons us as a flicker. A tendril. A corner of darkness. A bell. A spark of the soul. And curiosity propels us to follow…..oh my!! Tear filled buttery words sweet friend. Delish! Thank you so much as I know this dance well. As the leader, the one being lead and the dance itself. Dance, dance dance! Thank you for the spark…..I needed it today!
Again an inspiration to write from the beach. An evening walk during high tide so my dog is connected to me via a leash. Connected to keep him close so he doesn’t get taken by the waves crashing on shore. Of course this is my time to connect with the present moment as well as connect to this beautiful place that I get to live in. While walking I see a jellyfish. Beautiful and vibrant that has washed up on the shore. I’m reminded of a story about a little boy who keeps putting the star...
Again an inspiration to write from the beach. An evening walk during high tide so my dog is connected to me via a leash. Connected to keep him close so he doesn’t get taken by the waves crashing on shore. Of course this is my time to connect with the present moment as well as connect to this beautiful place that I get to live in. While walking I see a jellyfish. Beautiful and vibrant that has washed up on the shore. I’m reminded of a story about a little boy who keeps putting the starfish back in the ocean…I think from the course of miracles…anyway…I decide I should help him back to sea as well. I found a rock to help me pick him up. I scoop him and ready to toss him back into the ocean to find that his tentacles were attacked or connected to a large peace of kelp. Scoping the two together I set them back To reconnect with the sea. So much connecting!! Delish!!
I am so fortunate to live by the beach and also fortunate to have hurt my foot a month ago which as forced me to take my walks alone on the beach barefoot in the sand away from my usual group of friends…the walkie talkies. It has opened up so many mysteries and new experiences. New animals, birds and people that I have never noticed. Including a deepening of my breathe that I didn’t know I was missing!!
I so appreciate everything that people are saying… But I’m really struggling with this one. I have a college kid home for the holidays and just when I think we are beyond judgement and blame… Oh out rears its ugly little head. Lord hear my prayer!
How perfect is it that this is a repeat from day one. I don’t know if that was intended… But I do know that as the day changed so did the relevance of entitlement. Yesterday was the first thanksgiving that I have ever had without family. Due to the lost of parents, births and even adoptions. Instead… We went to a friends house to celebrate the day. Everyone brought something and the food was delicious and we were touched to be invited. My kids (20 and 17) made it very obvious the...
How perfect is it that this is a repeat from day one. I don’t know if that was intended… But I do know that as the day changed so did the relevance of entitlement. Yesterday was the first thanksgiving that I have ever had without family. Due to the lost of parents, births and even adoptions. Instead… We went to a friends house to celebrate the day. Everyone brought something and the food was delicious and we were touched to be invited. My kids (20 and 17) made it very obvious they didn’t want to be there. Although we went to bed with full bellies, I was filled with sadness and frustration wishing my kids would have cooperated, smiled, chatted, or even helped. At the very least not create resistance. I woke with the same heavy heart and reluctantly opened my email knowing I would most likely have to give up the story that I created that was fueling my anger. Grrrrr entitlement…again…and then a call to deepen…as I let it deepen the tears started as a mirror appears showing me my role in the day. And how my inability to let things just happen naturally stole some of the joy out of the air. I watched as my kids felt out of place and over dressed for a feast that is usually more casual and filled with laughter. I chose to critique their dress and their manners which now in hindsight… Just feels icky and out of touch with the meaning of the holiday. I watched they they too were sad to be at a table without their grandparents and cousins. Story changed anger replaced with tears…mrrrr
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