This is the first summer in decades I’m not going to make it to the beach. It’s not the end of the world since I prefer winter beaches to summer hot beaches anyway, but it makes me a little sad because the beach is… the beach!
So I’m developing a summer survival strategy I thought I’d share. About once a day I take a few minutes and close my eyes and imagine I’m on the beach, down to the sand in my toes.
I allow my memory to embellish however it wants. The perfect, not-too-hot warmth of the sun on my skin. The silky white sand and temperate water at my feet. The visually stunning, crystal clear expanse in front of me. The salty taste of the air and the beautiful puffy clouds in the sky. The tall lemonade sweating cool droplets on my fingers….
Then I just BE there for a bit and breathe and enjoy. I ask all the other worries and thoughts to wait and be quiet as I AM at the beach.
When I am feeling the beach so perfectly and am relaxed and refreshed, I let the thoughts back in, but I’m in a much better frame of mind to handle them.
Why not come to beach with me every day?
”Tell me one last thing,” said Harry. Is this real? Or has this been happening inside my head?” ”Of course it is happening inside your head, Harry, but why on earth should that mean that it is not real?” (replied Dumbledore) ~ J.K. Rowling
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