I woke this morning to the loveliest view.
As I sat this morning and wrote in my journal, I pondered the question of whether or not my family is immune to this view. Whether or not I’d become immune to this view if it was what I woke to every day.
I love to observe the marsh, the tide coming in and going out. The wildlife. The smell of the pluff mud is uniquely Charleston. If I was here every single day, would it hold the same fascination? Would I take it for granted? Or worse, would I begin to ignore it completely? Would I become immune?
These are interesting questions.
How much in our lives do we take for granted?
And why?
Sure, ‘life gets in the way’. But then I’m over here like, life gets in the way…of life? (WTF kind of sense does that make?)
Life is lovely, even the crap bits.
Gotta pay attention.
Gotta be grateful every single day. And not in that basic girl ‘hashtag grateful thankful blessed’ kind of way. I mean truly accepting what is in your world then choosing to embrace it.
I don’t know, it may seem a rather ridiculously simple point of view, but that’s how I see it.
Pay attention.
Accept the good and the crap as it comes and be grateful.
Be grateful because it’s your life.
therobynbirdsnest 
100% I get it. This is everything that I’m trying to say to tell the world!!!! Because this is just exactly what you’re saying. But people don’t get it. Because they don’t know how… they only know what they’ve been exposed to. They only know what they know… And life does get in the way of life there are a myriad of possibilities and opportunities to experience and explore. But we can only choose so many things at a time… And people are careless with their choices because they fear missing out.
I love that!!! Careless with their choices!!!
Oh my God, yes!!! Yes x infinity! Thank you, Kalliope!
You’re welcome 🙂 (although I don’t know the significance of the excitement. I’m sooo glad I was able to help :))
It just struck me as spot on, and exactly what I was thinking without actually using those words and that excited me. Kind of like the universe was perfectly aligned and we were speaking the same language…only not quite. 😉
It’s not the language of lines and laws. It’s the language of layouts and lands. We’re women. We always have to lie down to prop men up like their fucking penises… they get to go up, and we get smooshed into the ground.
That’s how I feel.. right now.. smooshed like shit. And your words.. make me feel less like shit.
I hate you’re in this smooshed shit sort of place. I am pleased I can help a little. ❤
Thank you 🙂
Beautiful view and so different to the seascapes I get to enjoy on most days.Maybe mindfulness tells us to accept, enjoy, and try to understand ourselves by living centred in the moment. ❤❤❤
Oh yes!! I agree completely!