Sunday, January 18, 2015
Finding Joy, One Shell at a time
In theory it sounded like a nice idea, but knowing myself, as I do, I knew that I would never in a years worth of Sundays follow through with writing on the slips of paper. So, I thought about this and came up with my own idea.
One of the things I knew had been lacking in my life was time spent at the beach. Here I am...living in Hawaii and yet, life in paradise can still get so busy that you forget to stop and smell the plumeria! So I made a commitment to go to the beach more in 2014. In fact I talked to MM and he agreed that we could do our weekly Sunday "coffee and crosswords" at the beach instead of at the coffee shop. Each Sunday I would take my empty coffee cup and take a walk on the shoreline, filling it up with whatever caught my eye. I did it almost as a "meditation". It calms me and I feel more at peace there then anywhere else. I believed that everything I found was actually meant for me. It didn't matter if there were many other people out combing the beach because I believed that I would find everything I was intended to have. Not every day was filled with joy. There were days I found myself at the beach with a heavy heart. But the beach made it better!
When I started collecting my "gifts from the sea" I knew that I would go through it at the end of the year and give back to the sea anything that I no longer "needed". Today as I sat on the floor, sifting through my finds I felt a full heart as I realized how much joy I had experienced this year. I am looking forward to continuing this tradition and I trust that next year, my jar will be filled up to the brim once again with the memories I made while at the beach with the sun on my back and my fist full of shells.