​Sitting here looking out at the sea I wonder to myself what am I doing.

Why am I finding it hard to switch off my mind from being elsewhere and just gaze at the expansive view and the gentle changes in the moving sea?
Why am I looking for something else? Why isn’t this simple moment enough right now?

Because I feel I have to do something. I have to do some work. The lists seem to be getting longer and to find some quiet down time is tinged in guilt.

I know better. What good is guilt? It takes from all mindful and congruent activities.

If I wrote a blog and share it won’t that be something off the list and the sea can be looked at after guilt and distraction free. Justification. A reward for completing a task.

The modern first world problem of just being.

I return my attention to gazing at the sea and allowing the gentle ebb and flow inform my breathing. Having acknowledged those negative distractions I become free of them. My eyes float up from the computer as I enjoy the view and appreciate the rare blue sky. Now I have found my body more than my head of thoughts. My chest opens and my belly has a deep excursion as breath gets bigger in my torso. The dancing white horse rippling in the sea make me smile as the flashes of white randomly highlight where the wind meets the water in the blue grey sea.

Simple. Easy. Beauty. Up. Smile. Big. Happy. Here. Now.
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Bye.