March Journal day 14

Today's task was: What are your favourite things today?

I could have gone all deep, but decided to treat this as an "everyday gratitude meditation" and really think what makes me happy just now, having a stinking cold and here it is:

The small text is impossible to read from the picture, so here it is:

• sunshine bringing the spring
• latte made by my husband
• sofa offering me comfort
• internet to entertain me
• books to read
• BBC iplayer for tv&radio
• blogosphere for company I cannot infect
• well stocked fridge so I don't have to go shopping  

Now you might think that I went the easy way doing it on the computer, but alas, no. I had the whole thing planned in totally different style, antique pictures and letters searched and printed and even cut. I also used time on colouring a sheet of paper in prettiest spring green hues for the background with watercolours. And then I just needed to do it in this way! If I had had one of those dymo writers and dymo tape in delicious colours I would have used that. This is my DIY dymo.

The good thing about being unwell and doing this is that I have used some of my long forgotten  artistic muscles (although not all the products can be seen here). I am glad I decided to participate.

Beach walk meditation

 

Today I feel rubbish. Elf son has shared his bug with me and everything hurts and the only thing I want to do is to sleep. I had prepared this yesterday, so you can have it despite me being royally poorly. This is what Elf Son and I have started to do daily after he comes back from the school. We take a walk on the beach. Yesterday there was full drama of the spring tide, high wind from the East and snow clouds. We went anyway, it blows cobwebs away.

I am equally repulsed and fascinated by the foam from the sea. It was flying all over the place.

There were pretty shapes in form of seaweed on the sand along our walk.

And the sea and the sky were showing off.

I wish I could give you the sound of the sea. My sister wrote a while ago about walking on the beach as an antidote to the overload of sounds of the modern life. I think she was after stillness. The beach was not still at all today, but it was not stressful either. The pounding sea has a natural rhythm and sounds almost like white noise, easing my mind into peace, into a natural meditation.

We are so lucky living near the endless empty beaches.

How do you de-stress?