It was so serene. Windy and sandy, and embracing everything that is not Boston. Don't get me wrong. I adore my city. I am blessed to be in such a beautiful place, so rich with history, education...GOOD FOOD...But you need to escape to a different rhythm to reset your mindset.
We did just that.
I did everything I don't normally do. Like, sleep.
Nap.
Sleep.
Feel the tide pull the sand out from under my feet. Admire the seagulls on the beach rather than in a parking lot.
Stay quiet.
Be present.
I always have to be reminded that when we do all those quiet, rare things, funny synchronistic blessing start cropping up. Problems solve themselves. Things seem less dire. You feel more alive. You pause more and interrupt less. You pause, for nothing in particular other than because you know it is good to do. Your timing suddenly becomes right. I find it odd that while I know this rhythm is good for me. While I know it's healthy and right, I find it hard to maintain it on a daily basis without serious, mind-rattling effort. So I have to return here. This time it took me three days to settle in. Maybe next time it will take me two...
Anyhow, while I mostly lazed about, I did manage to pull out a pencil a couple times, and this is what I did...
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