We walked on the beach yesterday, in the first golden sunlight we had seen for a few days. The cold wind whipped our faces red, and tugged and tangled our hair, creating wild styles in the dogs long fur. It swirled the sand into long streaks across the beach and churned the sea into millions of white horses. When we walked into it, it seemed to steal our very breath away, and if I smiled my teeth hurt in the cold fierce air. All this energy made me grin, despite the sore teeth, and joy bubbled up inside me growing with each exciting, windswept breath. I hadn’t gone looking for it, but there it was patiently waiting to be uncovered, and I laughed out loud into the winter wind and the low blinding sunlight.
Sometimes it was so hard to walk that we all ground to a halt and just stood facing into the oncoming wind, our ears filled with wild sounds of rushing air, all our senses stunned. It lifted my spirits in an utterly surprising way, and made me think about the way I sometimes chase after joy, searching it out here and there, and yet never quite find it. Usually when I’m not looking it turns up and surprises me. Had I known the wind would be so fierce, I might have thought twice about a walk on the beach, and then I would have missed out on all this fun. When we think we know how something will feel we make assumptions which narrow our lives.
Just around the corner the wind surprised me again by dropping completely, leaving me gasping in awe at the golden reflections of the setting sun in the still water on the sand. A different joy filled me then, one full of peace. If I had turned back to escape the wild wind I would have missed this golden stillness, and once again I’m reminded to stay open to what lies around the corner. Life might have some surprising beauty to throw our way, filling our lives with unexpected joy, but only if we stay open enough to receive it. Let go, breathe out and open yourself to the wild flowing winds of life.
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