This past weekend was about a different kind of food,
it was about feeding my soul.
While we often struggle to figure out what to put inside our bodies for health, we often neglect the most important aspect of our being, our minds. On the spur of the moment Friday, I let my family know that we were packing up and heading to the ocean first thing Saturday morning. It had been almost a year since I had escaped for a night, life had gotten in the way. I felt the need to re-charge to re-think, to breathe. I usually talk myself out of doing anything that isn’t well-planned or deeply considered but I headed out the door with no reservations in my heart or at a hotel for that matter, I didn’t care. Off we went!
The ocean has always rejuvenated my spirit and it did not fail to deliver. It is rare that a day is so perfect that you wish you could stop time and grasp that moment and hold on tight. The sun’s reflection on the water was brilliant and the waves danced with the seagull’s cry. I could feel myself relax for the first time in months. I had been so caught up in the previous difficult months that I had forgotten to stop and just be. I was starving but this time it wasn’t for a Garlic Jim’s pizza, it was my spirit that needed a binge.
I am full.
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