Waking Up

This is where I was this morning. My friend Becky has such a beautiful way with words. I couldn’t help but share it. After I read it, I was feeling so much better.

The Transparent Author


This morning I woke up in a horrible funk…once again angry at myself for all the ways I’ve declared myself a failure. It seems to be a pattern lately, waking up in despair.

So, since it’s Sunday and I don’t have to get the kids off to school I decided to try something different. I slipped on some clothes and walked down to the beach. When I got there the morning sky was glowing, rays of sunlight pouring through the clouds onto the ocean’s surface.

I stepped in the sand and did my morning “yoga” prayer to the sea, then settled myself on a step at the beach walkover. With no particular plan I ripped out half a page out of a notebook I had brought along. I then began scrawling all the things I “hated” about myself—all those things that ran through my head while I laid in bed…

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6 thoughts on “Waking Up

  1. This line in the post reminded me of one more thing to be thankful for: “I slipped on some clothes and walked down to the beach.” I can’t walk to Jacksonville Beach, but I can drive 12 miles and be there, enjoying all the sensations “The Transparent Author” described.

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  2. That was utterly beautiful. It takes me four hours to reach the nearest beach, but I always feel a sense of contentment there, especially early mornings when the sun is just beginning to rise. Loved this!

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