I read “A Pebble for Your Pocket” by Thich Nhat Hanh this week and he explained how it appears to us that we are watching the sun set 8 minutes after it has already set because it takes 8 minutes for the light to travel across the solar system to our little planet. I think that is a good example of faith. We see something that is not really there. Which means in darkness, we continue to see light.
I would lay beneath the sunlit sky, feet buried in sand, in front of waves who relentlessly crash forever and I would still be mesmerized and perplexed by the esoteric beauty of it all. I learn so much just by sitting still. Listening to music and the sound of air and the noise of distant lands finally reaching the shore. I like the way the sunshine illuminates everything it touches in gold...my curls that vignette my vision, damp stones, mounds of seaweed, and everything the color green shines in saturation.
I watched a man on the beach create giant bubbles in the sky as a small boy in a red sweatshirt chased after them in amusement. I thought to myself how bubbles are such a simple pleasure that teach children that everything beautiful is ephemeral…and everything that is temporary is beautiful. The impermanence is the only permanent thing.
The sky very well might be the most beautiful thing on our planet. And there is sky within us...within everything. I could watch the sky forever…
The following morning I drove to the forest, listening to The Beatles as I navigated winding roads framed by viridescent trees. I sat beside a creek upon a large rock to journal about self-love. Self-love to me is being unapologetically oneself. It is an agreement with yourself to wake up with the intention to treat yourself with respect and to indulge in the simple things that provide you with purpose, fulfillment, and happiness.
To me, self-love is eating mindfully, it is taking time to meditate, to journal. It is listening to Elder Island. It is wearing clothes that make me want to take photos. It is carrying notebooks, pens, books, and my camera everywhere: always providing myself with the tools so if inspiration should strike I am prepared. It is going to the beach alone at sunset to feel the warmth of the setting sun as I write down lyrics that relate to my mood.