Grounding

I awoke Friday morning tired and out of sorts after the wine workshop Thursday night.

I figured it was normal, a wonderful event that I had really looked forward to, now over.

Plus a few long days, long night, etc.

But, when I woke Sunday morning still feeling raw and on the verge

of tears over everything,  I decided it was time for some grounding

Literal grounding.

Putting your bare feet on the earth and letting its energy

just flow right through you

I started off Jane Austen style with a quilt, pillow and my feet touching the grass

Then Renee suggested that we put our 14' skiff in and go island hopping

Promising that we'd take our shoes off on every island and linger on the rocks and sand

It was our first voyage on the water for the year and it is ALWAYS magic

But coming out from under 10 straight days of rain, I think we are talking HEAVEN

It is almost mid June.

Without this year of pause,

it would be my 16th year of the cafe 

and

I would be in SERIOUS gear-up mode right now.

School is almost out, the team would be gathering, the summer people

arriving and soon the leisure part of my life would be OVER until November

As I jumped off the boat onto Potato Island I was filled with

a combination of the excitement I have carried with me all my life

when remembering childhood summers here 

AND the youthful amazement contained in my first summer landing here as an adult

 and full time resident, almost 16 years ago

  Look at this picture.

It is real and exists practically in my back yard!  What the heck are those huge white flowers?

I do not in any way regret

the success of my cafe and all the serious wonders it has brought to me

but, as I slide my feet into the sand on Rock Island I know it is time

to chill out on the 'You Must Produce!' part of me and let in

the screaming desire to 'Just Be Here'

From the beach I could see the town in the distance 

and I realized I have a month ahead of me with no real commitments

That is a little scary in its wonderfulness.

I think I may just have been grieving a little this weekend.

 Letting go of who I have been,

 embracing her with gratitude, while also knowing it is time to move on

and own my now

 

By the end of our day of grounding I had re-embraced my youth.

I don't mean wanting to be 20 again, but those feelings of

hope, dreams, wonder and excitement.  The feeling that each day is enough

and I can't wait to see what the next moment brings

I am also very grateful for the captain who seems to so often steer this rocky ship.

So, go out there and put your bare feet on the ground!

Embrace who you really are today, and give yourself a hug

Kyra