The Blogger and the Surfer.

If there’s anyone who can’t afford to take a day off at the moment, it’s me.
So for that very reason, I’ve decided to take one.

Sometimes the least convenient course of action is the right one.
It’s impractical, but necessary.
Sometimes Mister turn-yer-life-around needs to give himself a good talking to.
Sometimes Mister ‘Balanced’ … isn’t.
Today I’ve headed down the coast to spend some quality time with… me.

Right now I’m sitting in the sand, two minutes from my beach house watching a lone surfer carving up the waves; the best playground in the world.
It’s almost hypnotic.
Imagine having miles and miles of surf to yourself.
Sweet.
I find the sea kinda therapeutic and healing.
If I didn’t have the motor skills of a new-born foal, I’d be out there with him.
Or not.
I don’t think he’s gonna die from any stress-related illness any time soon.
He’s on his board and I’m on my laptop.
I obviously still have a way to go.
Baby steps for me.

At least I’m out of the office.
No phone.
No appointments.
No knocks on my office door.
No hurry.
Feet buried in the sand, winter sun on my back.
No wind and no clouds.
It’s cool but it’s slowly warming up and me and surfer dude are the only people for miles.
My biggest worry right now is keeping the sand out of my keyboard.
Such pressure.
I’m up to the challenge.

The thing I love about getting away from the busy-ness of my life is that it gives me instant perspective. I find it impossible to be (completely) objective about something when I’m in the middle of it… sometimes space (either physical or emotional) is exactly what we need to gain clarity and certainty about particular situations, circumstances and challenges.

And relationships.

When was the last time you got away from everyone and everything?
When was the last time you were alone for an extended period of time… no interruptions, no distractions, no noise, no stress… just genuine time for you to listen to you?
Patiently.
Sometimes the busier we are.. the less we accomplish.
The more miserable we are.
We talk about what we might do, be and create… but we seem to be getting further away from our dreams, while simultaneously working like dogs.

I think I might do this again next Thursday.
Without my laptop.

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