Sometimes, no matter how much we plan, and no matter how well, a path which seemed straightforward and simple becomes obscured.
I took great care to move forward into the new year, full of plans, practically shimmering with energy. I was READY. And I had everything scheduled and sorted, plans made, everything rolled forward. But it became too much, too fast. I over-scheduled. I lost sight of being present. It exhausted me. It felt like a thick, penetrating fog rolled in off the ocean, the kind that overwhelms and chills.
My lighthouse, that helped me navigate the murk lest I run aground, was friendship. Good friends were there when I needed guidance. They pounded the pavement with me, as I racked up steps and elevation gains; they talked to me under swaying trees in the sun; they soothed. Their light carved through the clouds I had invited into my vision, because I had tried to do too much in a short period of time.
We try so hard, all of us. Sometimes we try too hard. Maybe for fear of failure, maybe some of us just do not know when to slow down, or even how. If this happens to you, I recommend finding the beacons in life that give you strength, that realign you on your path. And know that you do not need to be in a great hurry to take that path.
The beacon that shone so clearly for me from this experience? It was being present. It meant concentrating on my breathing, pushing myself along on brisk walks, staying hydrated, watching birds and squirrels, greeting every dog or cat, calling and chatting and listening with friends. Enjoying every moment with my family. Being here, being now. That most natural state, as natural as the sea, the clouds, the rocks hidden from view…is being present.
Image Credit: Old Point Loma Light by J. Dianne Dotson Copyright 2018