Early morning walk at the beach
One morning while on vacation, I decided that instead of my usual fast-paced bike ride, I would do something different. Heavy rain had come through the area overnight and deep puddles lined the length of our dirt street. After having parked the car at Nauset Light beach, I strolled over to the fenced edge of the dune and noticed the high clouds scudding across the horizon. Making my way down the gravel path to the water’s edge, I was enveloped by fog on both sides. Not another person was around.! This eerie but delightful realization that it was just me and Mother Nature created a feeling of safety and solitude. I then became aware of the tingling sensation of the cold, salty water lapping over my toes as I noticed the playful Momma seal and her pup who both glided through the waves as I made my way down to Coast Guard beach. I allowed myself to slow down, I allowed myself to let go of timing how quickly I could complete the mile walk. The fog was my buffer, my protector, my shield. I released all tension and felt rooted into the wet, abrasive sandy surface of the earth.
Where is the sacred in your life? Can you slow down to allow the mystery to unfold? Perhaps it is being enveloped by fireflies in your backyard? Or perhaps it is opening your ears to receive the symphony of bird songs at dawn. Whatever it is, perhaps today can be the day to slow down enough to let it in more deeply!