Blessed
“You do not need to know precisely what is happening, or exactly where it is all going. What you need is to recognize the possibilities and challenges offered by the present moment, and to embrace them with courage, faith and hope.”
― Thomas Merton
This is Padstow Harbour. You very rarely see the fishing boats — the few of them that still exist — moored up this way. But storm Dennis, the 2nd in the space of a few weeks, made it (no doubt) impossible to set to sea, let alone fish.
I was up as usual at 5 am, notwithstanding that I'm on holiday.
Why?
Because I wanted to write — this post and elsewhere — and there was an overwhelming sense of wanting to make the most of the day. And I don't mean in a JFDI way, but blessed by the opportunity that this moment offers.
Like I've said way too many times, this moment will never come again, and whilst it's easy to put things off, when we're moved to do...something, we've no choice. Likewise when we're not 😂.
The weekend was a very lazy affair. Indeed, I can't remember the last time I did nothing, other than read a book, enjoy a glass of wine in the middle of the afternoon and snooze.
But it was just what the doctored ordered. Without being melodramatic, it loosened my bones and tissue which had, since Christmas, (once again!) become tight from the circularity and sameness of the work routine that my wife and I seem to have established for ourselves. Yes, it puts food on the table and pays the bills, but it's not where our heads are at.
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