Attempting wholehearted living in a busy but beautiful life, facing 50 with grace and trying to make sense of what the days throw my way. Documenting my life as I see it.
Friday, March 28, 2014
Tuesday, March 25, 2014
One day
It is just plain silly to put so much store in one day.
Whether that one day is today, tomorrow or some distance in the future.
Just one day will not suffice.
Will not satisfy what you cannot find everyday.
Or many days.
Even some days.
To plan one day to rest, rejuvenate, reconnect is only to admit that that is not happening everyday.
At least, not often enough.
So I do not walk away from that one day, that did not meet my hopes and expectations, with regret or disappointment but rather with gratitude for the gift of remembering not to put off to some distant future day what I need and want in this day.
To not believe the lie that what I need is away..... when it is here.
To hold on to the fact that what matters is not "out there" but "in here".....in my heart.
To know that I will not have failed if I have not delivered amazing family memories this time because I love my family always and that will matter more in the end.
To have the faith to believe deeply that I have what I need. Now. Here.
Have a beautiful Tuesday my friends.
Sunday, March 23, 2014
Beach Poetry
Memories Of The Beach
We went to the beach to get wind in our hair
to stand on the sand and simply to stare.
To let the surf tickle toes and dampen our clothes
as we played 'run away'
from the wavelets at play.
We went to the beach to climb on the rocks
find cool shallow pools where we'd take of our socks,
and peer in the waters to see what we might find
that the waves of the sea,
had last left behind.
We went to the beach to find coloured shells
the kind that when placed to our ears
make the sound of the ocean appear,
and gathered rocks that we never would find
in the places we walked,
for most of the time.
We went to the beach and all that, we did find
and the smell of the salt refreshed our tired minds.
I'll never forget the laughter and sounds
and the freedom to run,
on that wet sandy ground.
We went to the beach my family and I
and there we were one,
with the ocean, the beach, and the sky.
to stand on the sand and simply to stare.
To let the surf tickle toes and dampen our clothes
as we played 'run away'
from the wavelets at play.
We went to the beach to climb on the rocks
find cool shallow pools where we'd take of our socks,
and peer in the waters to see what we might find
that the waves of the sea,
had last left behind.
We went to the beach to find coloured shells
the kind that when placed to our ears
make the sound of the ocean appear,
and gathered rocks that we never would find
in the places we walked,
for most of the time.
We went to the beach and all that, we did find
and the smell of the salt refreshed our tired minds.
I'll never forget the laughter and sounds
and the freedom to run,
on that wet sandy ground.
We went to the beach my family and I
and there we were one,
with the ocean, the beach, and the sky.
David Taylor
Friday, March 21, 2014
Photo Friday - Beaches
Off to a Pacific North West beach tomorrow and very excited.......but here some beaches from South Africa. And if you want to get truly swept away check out these top beaches from Trip Advisor.
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