On the coldest of winter days, when the wind is fierce, waves are crashing and the air is icy, I feel most called to the ocean.
Mostly I sit {and stare}, then walk {and wonder, let go, listen, feel, wish and dream}.
And I feel a little calmer just by being there {as I look out at the waves and up to the sky}.
Watching the water reminds me that the universe is big {so much bigger than whatever worry I may be nursing, so much bigger than my little world}.
And it reminds me that every single moment and every single day is different {we're always on the eve of something new}.
I leave {knowing I will return} with a feeling of refreshed and alive running through my heart.
Elisa xx
{My winter beach obsession has rubbed off on little miss two who asks to see the water every time we get into the car. When we're there, she holds me close and points to the waves, sky, sand and birds, proclaiming them all "Wow!". And lately when we go to leave, shes says "Wait mum, stop. We listen to waves". We close our eyes, she listens to the waves and I listen to her xx}
Do you retreat to nature to reconnect?
I stared at the ocean twice this week {mesmerised by the rhythm of crashing waves}.
On both days the ocean seemed to hold so much strive and purpose {intent on getting things done}.
And I've been feeling a little the opposite {watching days unfold and struggling to find my own rhythm in their speed}.
Weeks like this floor me {leave me overwhelmed, wondering and eager for a new day}.
Mid-week {and again today} I realised where I was heading {a feeling of disconnection coming from my soul}.
And so {with help from a friend} I remembered to hold my heart close {and listen for words of ways to make a change}.
I trusted time and I trusted my body {and they trusted my heart}.
I meditated and I practised yoga {and gave thanks for two little girls who sleep at the same time}.
I recieved calls from three girlfriends I haven't spoken to in weeks {and gave thanks that our friendship is stronger than time}.
I looked into a dark early morning sky {and gave thanks for the day that was, and the lessons learnt}
I watched the sun rise and gently transform the sky from black to blue {and gave thanks for a new day and a shining sun}.
I chose to believe the words that keep coming at me {today will make you stronger for tomorrow}
And on the bumpiest of weeks, I gave thanks for the practise of gratitude {and the many blessings it allows me to see}.
Elisa xx
{Grateful I can find gratitude no matter the week's happenings ~ linking to Kidspot's 52 Weeks of Grateful}
What are you grateful for this week?
