It's rare that the open water is this flat.
I got out just a touch earlier this morning, so that helped. Ridiculous, because I have so many pictures just like this in my files. But every time I come around the point, it does something to my soul. Reading van der Kolk's The Body Keeps the Score right now, and I think he would say that I'm experiencing something of a neurological reset.
The water is calm.
So am I.
Fully present in the moment.
I wonder if that's what the psalmist was trying to do when he wrote:
Be at rest once more,
O my soul,
for the LORD has been good to you.
Psalm 116:7
Of course van der Kolk, and many others, suggest various, simpler ways we can re-centre ourselves without the need of a kayak, a large body of water, and a sunrise. Maybe you have a favourite one yourself to share in the comments, if you are so inclined.
But when I'm here, when I'm out on the flat water, I'll soak in all I can get. And share my many pictures with you, sorry-not-sorry for how repetitive it might be.
That was a full three hours ago now. Since then I've showered, hung out a load of laundry, grated carrots in prep for baking later, got something started for lunch, set up my work station on the deck, provided breakfast for no less than seven chipmunks (on the deck at the same time) and two blue jays (who have to move fast if they are going to get any peanuts), and Ken and I got a good start on our kiss-count for the day (that's all I'm saying about that).
Not quite 9 and I'm just checking over the list to prioritize today's work. It's supposed to be another perfect summer's day here, with some needed rain by tonight and tomorrow. Yay for the blueberries (which will no doubt be the object of my next set of repetitive pictures!).
Hope you find your reset.
Have a fabulous day.
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