Dear Diary, for nearly eighteen years I have spent summer Sundays at the shore. It used to be with little kids building castles on the beach but now it is with tea and a book. Today I am reading a novel by Denise Mina, A Scottish mystery writer that I enjoy. I had a nap, a swim, a drive to a friend’s house and I’ll probably fry a potato for supper like I used to do when I was a kid.
It has been a day to myself, not the several weeks or months of retreat to the seaside that Anne Morrow Lindbergh, or May Sarton would have us take. But in truth, a day to myself where I only cook for me, only do my own dishes, and look after my own needs is retreat enough for me. I am not sure how I ‘d make out on a year long retreat like some authors have taken. A day away always restores me. Katherine, my friend said to me this winter, “all you need is a day away” and it’s true. A day to myself is like a big gift.
I do wonder though what would happen if I did take a big retreat for a few weeks to learn or create. Don’t you wonder this yourself? Have you ever done it? What is the meaning of a retreat? Is is just a visit with one’s self.
My friend has just built an ocean side cottage and today I though a good gift her for her might be some of the books I have read about life by the ocean. It is true , what they all say, that time and tide begin to blend, and you slow down to a more natural rhythm. These are a few shots taken today as I slowed down. Simple shots taken from a phone…part of a day with no expectations.
I hope you get a little retreat.