My daughter and I spent the better part of the morning returning to the Cape after our NY holiday with our family. The house was cold when we arrived because I had turned the heat off. We discovered it was warmer outside. After unpacking we decided to take walks until the house warmed up. We figured our food and drink bodies that were not in motion for two days, could use some actual forward movement. (Movement that didn't involve replenishing food or drink, that is.)
We went our separate ways – she right, me left, at the T on the beach road. We both craved some solitude after the holiday time. My time in NY was wonderful. I really did exactly what I said I was going to do – sat back with my drink and let the holiday unfold. A much more peaceful me returned to this beach today.
I came down the beach path and as soon as my feet hit the sand, I felt that instant connection to my home base. I felt like the Progressive snap-shot for the car insurance – click! There was a girl on a blanket sunbathing in shorts – not uncommon the day after Thanksgiving on Cape Cod. We get many warm, sunny days like this throughout the winter. I made my way further down the beach and jumped as a wave scared me and broke on the sandbar with a loud crackle, disturbing my peace. I laughed and looked up. A canvas of blue was spread out before me. The water dark blue, the sky a brilliant light blue and sandwiched right in the middle of the two blues was a medium hue. It was the coastal storm raging off-shore that was so kind as to miss us this week.
I made my way back up the beach path, marveling how strong my legs and heart were. I remember a day not too long ago when this path was too much for me. Glad that my exercise and yoga are doing their job, I landed back on the road, and turned toward home. I was amazed at both my strength and peace. For about two weeks now I've felt like I'm on perpetual Valium without taking a thing. If I could bottle this….lol!
Idling slowly home, I reflected on how I have changed my perspective on how the actions of others affect me. If I can help someone, I will. If they are "attacking" me, I don't engage. I try to see me from their side. Most of the time I can truly understand where they are coming from. Sometimes I am at fault. I say sorry. Sometimes it is coming from an emotional place in them that they can't get past. I go quiet and just understand. For now, it's the root of my peace – way better than Valium.
And so, for me this was blue Friday, not black Friday, and I thought today I'd just share a bit of my peace with you, as you may be braving the crowds or or finding your fingers cramped from cyber shopping, take a breath, enjoy, and…. I have written.
See the storm on the horizon? How cool is that – that it's out there and not here.Breath. Magnificent.
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