I went down to the beach this morning and walked about a mile. I sat in a swing at the beach, like a front porch swing, and watched the water lap the shore. I walked up the fishing pier, and the water was so clear, so many colors. I saw so many schools of small fish. There were no fishermen there, then, but as I left there were a few men getting their gear out of their cars and heading up the pier.
It was a lovely cool day, in the 60’s. A slight breeze off the gulf. It soothed my psyche, eased my mind. Reminded me what I loved in this world, and what really doesn’t matter. I am done with drama in my life. I have a friend who constantly has drama in her life, and I can barely stand to talk to her anymore. There is so much more to life, than the games people play. Like, a sea breeze, a happy life, friends who care about us. Family.
I breathed deeply, trying to fill my lungs with the peace of the sea. I closed my eyes, face to the sun, and searched for gratitude for all my blessings. One of which is to live in a place where I can get to the ocean in 5 minutes.
This is a good place to be, heading into Thanksgiving. To have let go of the angst, to have moved on in my life, appreciating what I have. Even though I had to turn the heat on last night, lol. It got into the 40’s, so I set the thermostat for 67. It was a good sleeping night, the kind where you hate to get out from under the covers when the rising sun comes in the windows.
I have a tentative date for Wednesday after Thanksgiving, to have a drink somewhere on St. Pete Beach. The sunsets there are incomparable. And I may be meeting someone at the Gulfport Artwalk the Friday after Thanksgiving. Even if the plansdon’t work out, it is a pleasant thought, dates with pleasant men.
Life may have been rough for a few days, but as always, the struggle brings us to a new place, a new horizon, a new lesson learned. And that’s the whole point, I believe. To learn lessons and evolve our souls.
Love and light, to all.