We live in a magical place. A place that can sooth the rapid fire of thought, with the simple act of breathing in. The smell of the ocean air simultaneously lifts us up and calms us down.
We have a tendency to forget this. Life is difficult, joyous, sad and full all rolled into one tight ball. A harried week or some trying situations bring us down, and we revert to old ways and put our noses to the grindstone again.
I spent Saturday feeding the garden, moving hoses, checking my tomatoes and cucumbers and pruning back overgrown shrubs. At one point, I realized I was in the moment, deep in my thought of the task at hand.
Later, I went and stuck my toes in the ocean. I walked the length of shore to clear the week's cobwebs. When I left, I felt focused and better than I was than when I started.
Whether you live here full time or are visiting, Cape Cod beckons us, to take time and be in the moment.
Life is ephemeral, embrace the simple, filter the irrelevant.
For each of us it will be a different slant.
In the mean time, work in your garden or walk on the shore, or what ever it is that helps you get to center. For me the ocean is always there, go to her, she is waiting for you.
