Our vehicle has been sitting dead in our driveway for the past 4 months. It needs a new engine.
Thus, we've been tied to the city except for a few chances where I've been able to escape with some friends. It's really thrown me out of balance. You see.. nature has become my meditation. In one of the darkest times in my life it was escaping to nature that kept me safe from myself. I would go hiking every opportunity I had. The connection that I found with myself and the world while being out 'there' is too profound to describe. But it's medicine. It's healing.
My girlfriend and I work pretty much opposite schedules. But on this day, the planets aligned and we had a rare weekend day off with my son. We rented a car (that had a mileage limit), and drove as straight to the west as we could.
We ended up at a popular beach, on a beautiful day, on the weekend. Needless to say.. it was packed. But we put in a little extra effort and walked farther than everyone else, finding a cove that we had pretty much to ourselves for the day. My girlfriend read, my son made sand angels, castles, made designs in the sand with rocks, and I just took it all in.. watching them, being grateful for the day with my two favorite people on earth.
Near sunset we headed to another semi-secluded beach that we shared with a lone surfer and a brother and sister trying to catch the sunset with their dad. I stood in the ocean and shot away. I felt the chill, tasted the salt, and found my center.
As Ice Cube said: It was a good day.