The Beach…My Medicine

I went to the beach on my own for the first time in years yesterday, and it was gorgeous! Not for any particular reason; it was very windy, but it was just what the doctor ordered for me and my inner artist.

I put my jacket down on the pebbles and was happy enough not to be bothered by them digging into my ankles as I sat crossed legged and wrote in my free-writing journal. I snacked on carob and dried bitter cherries and let the wind blow all my worries away.

It was nice not to have to worry for a minute about pollen up my nose, the washing up and who’s turn is it to be with Ewan. Even the most loving mummy’s and daddy’s need time to themselves to reconnect with nature; inner and outer, and this was long overdue for me, but well worth the wait.

I then walked barefoot on the sand left by the outgoing tide and resolved to bring my little family back here and knew that it would now happen, like it was supposed to, just because I’d taken the time to connect with myself first.

Well that time is here; the sun is out and we’re going to brave it together.

It’s taken a long while to feel ready to go out as a team, my energy levels have been so low but now I’m finding the missing pieces it’s getting easier to sustain good energy. I now realize that the sea is an important part of my healing; I was born near the sea and have spent a good part of my life in the water so it’s fitting that I’m going back to my roots.

Simple isn’t it!?

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