This winter my challenge will be helping my family and myself fight seasonal depression. This has been a trying year and being stuck inside is never the best thing for that.
I have been looking for crafts and cheaper options of things around us to do. One would think in such a big city there would be an endless amount of things to do but sticking to a budget makes it ridiculous.
However the battle has only just begun….
“Autumn seemed to arrive suddenly that year. The morning of the first September was crisp and golden as an apple”
I have been being called out to the water for a few months now but the weather keeps getting in my way along with busy schedules of course. The other day I finally found the cutest beach to go to and I have to admit I felt a sense of being home. How can someone who has never lived on the water feel so completely at home when near it? Still havent gotten out onto a boat yet, and I may have to admit that I wont be able to this year.
But the serenity I found while staring out at its vastness is unmatched. The way my heart calmed to listen to the beat of the surf lapping on the sand.
Watching my middle sons excitement as he learned to battle against the waves made my heart swell. He feels it too. That calling. That need to be there. My oldest fights and complains about the sand, the youngest is scared to get too far in since she doesnt like water in her face.
To find something to tame the one wild child tho makes it even better. Id go back with him right now if I wasnt chained to this work chair by the shackles of being an adult.
Sunday morning coffee
Sitting on the porch
Listening to the birds chirping
The gentle breeze swaying the trees
After the week I have had
This is exactly what I need.
If only I could keep this feeling.
The porch swing sways gently.
The birds are quiet except the occasion chirp.
The outdoor animal’s have scurried to find cover.
The trees are swaying with the breeze.
The sound of the rain hitting the earth soothes my soul
Almost more then the precious coffee in my thermos.
So here I am
Rocking back and forth on the swing
light blanket covering my lap
content with my coffee
reading my newest self help book
I think I may have found a slice of heaven.
This is my tranquility.
This is my love.
In the moments of the wild
Take the time to learn the calm.