Posted late again - same reason as yesterday.
So more travels, more rain and more wind. This campervan morning, finds me parked on top of a cliff over looking the grey turbulent sea. The wind whipping it up into a frenzy of white tips, fierce waves and spray. A debris strewn beach, bleached grasses, bushs and trees all bent to the onshore winds will. It’s not actually as cold as it has been, but the wind is driving and biting and a return to the van is inevitable, it occasionally shuddering in the stronger gusts. The sky a mixture of fast moving dark greys with glimpses of blue in it. It’s dry which makes a change this morning. A day of walking around lochs, waterfalls and picture taking filled the soul yesterday and then moving onto the coast.
Sometimes when I have something that requires reflection, thought, discussion and perhaps to be let go I try and do it in a number of ways. I sit or walk in nature, or by the beach, journal it away, chat it through with someone near or far, someone close or not so close. Sometimes there are things that just need to be just released or let go. So fortunate enough yesterday to head to a labyrinth which turned into a bonus. It overlooks the sea and once again it was a blustery day, but it was sheltered in a wee cove, the choppy sea as it’s backdrop.
Rebecca Solnit in her book ‘Wanderlust’ writes “ A labyrinth is a symbolic journey . . . but it is a map we can really walk on, blurring the difference between map and world.”
Anyway, some stuff I needed to let go of came to mind. A fire extinguisher or two. I collected a stone from the outside and walked the labyrinth purposely with thoughts in mind, leaving the stone in the centre and took a slow walk out again. So we will see, but all part of the process, so to speak. Lovely days people.
“ Sometimes I am whole and full of hope. And sometimes just another bunch of meaningless words lost in labyrinth called life.” Nitya Prakash.
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