Sand In My Toes

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I look at this image and my mind jumps to possibilities of what’s beyond that fog. My daydreams take hold….

The Stairs

I think of a beautiful beach with blue gray water, and a storm off in the distance complete with lightning and dark ominous clouds. Closer to me are seagulls picking at the waves as they fly along the surface of the water. It’s serene, peaceful and wholesome. My mind can be quiet in this place and I can observe what is before me without distraction of thought.

When I allow my mind to finally wander, I think of times past in this place, times I want to spend in the future in this place, and that maybe – just maybe…this is where I belong. I imagine waking up with my tiny shack windows open, letting in the scent of the salt water and the beach, it’s invigorating. The bit of sound of the city that can be heard over the ocean is muffled, and sounds far away.

In my mind I walk down these steps and into that fog and onto the beach, barefoot, I feel the sand beneath my toes and remember a time when that felt strange, and I worried about tracking dirt around my little shack. I chuckle at myself as I meander down the beach closer to the water, so that I can walk in the waves..there’s nothing quite like warm ocean water on your toes first thing in the morning. Makes coffee seem like a sad way to awaken the mind. Walking until my legs no longer feel sleepy and my mind is moving quickly, I turn back to go back to my little cabin to get some work done.

Tracking dirt into my little shack I sit at my desk and power up my computer for work. My daily work attire is now a tank top and shorts, I rarely wear shoes, only for driving any more and those are flip flops. Losing myself for several hours in the stimulating world that pays me to live this dream, I create and check off several to do lists for several projects. Just over five hours later I’m finished for the day and can return to the serenity that is this place. I have found my home…and this beach, this sand in my toes, this is the purest I have ever felt.

“And so I’ll burn my foolish books and break my futile pen,
And seek a tranced and tranquil isle, that dreams eternally.
I’ll turn my back on all the world, I’ll bid my friends adieu;
Unto the blink I’ll leave behind what gold I have to give;
And in a jewelled solitude I’ll mould my life anew,
And nestling close to Nature’s heart, I’ll learn at last . . . to live.”

from Beachcomber by Robert William Service

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2 thoughts on “Sand In My Toes

  1. You always say the sweetest things!! <3 I’m so glad you like my writing 🙂 I thoroughly enjoyed writing this one, it took like 5 minutes, I was so intent! (I love your blog girl, I have never felt so fashion savvy!)
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