Summer's winding down, and as is our typical style, we've escaped to Cape Cod to kiss my favorite season so-long. It never ceases to amaze me how salty air breathes new life into me.
I live and work in my house. Not gonna lie: sometimes it's a drag. For sure I can't beat the commute, but after a while it gets boring to be inside the same four walls all the time. I was feeling a little burnt out before we headed up here. My day job's been taxing and my passion project (VENIVIDI) is where my heart (and free time) have been spent for the last two months. I love it, but I haven't had much time to decompress. (I admit I feel guilty when I try to relax!)
Being up here and forcing myself to go for an early morning walk every day--rain or shine--is like a defibrillator for my soul. Just looking at the soothing green marshes, listening to the lapping little waves, taking a moment to enjoy the gulls floating, un-flapping, on the breeze... who needs meditation?
What I love most about my downtime, besides appreciating the freckles on my one daughter's nose and the shape of my other daughter's lengthening legs, is recognizing the difference between what I want more of and less of. I'm relieved to be apart from my day job. But, I'm energized and enthusiastic about VENIVIDI. Nothing tells me more than this that I'm heading in the right direction. I can't see the whole path yet, but I'm happy to be on it. I like how it feels. I like the energy behind it. I'm grateful.
Modern lives with jobs and small kids and big plans are always busy and hectic. I know that when I start to feel overwhelmed, drained and b*tchy, it's probably time for me to get more beachy.