Saturday, September 3, 2011

A forgotten feeling...

Sitting down to check some email and catch up on a few things.  Keep thinking, 'What should I be doing? Where is it that I have to be ready to go next?'  And then it hits me: it's my HOLIDAY weekend!!!  I get to do just what I like.  After one massage this morning, I'm not doing any more work for other people until Tuesday.  Whoop!

So I'm still trying to figure out how to sit here with no obligations and not feel weird about it.  I'm so used to running here and there, cramming quiet moments in the little cracks between the busyness.  And usually feeling a little guilty, either about taking a moment away, or that I can only take a moment when it should have been longer.

Learning curve.  I might be able to figure this out by Monday.  *smiles*

I'm loving this change in the weather.  Still waiting for that nip in the air, but this will tide me over.  Wind!  Why does it seem we've been without a good breeze for almost as long as we've been without water?

I was thinking the other day that the ocean is like the perfect song: it suits my mood whatever it is.  Overjoyed, reflective, nostalgic, sad, desperately seeking rest, weepy, silly and giggly.... No matter how I feel, the ocean inspires me to stand in front of it (or in it) with arms open wide, heart lifting, eager to see what Jesus has for me.  The wind, it moves me in the same way.