I am just sitting. In the sun. In the wind. My pale, Nordic skin feeling the burn of the uv rays. My hair blowing in the breeze.
I am just
Being alive. Being present. Sitting.
Pondering. Thinking. Plotting. Enjoying.
I am not entertained. I am not bored. Content.
This is the first time in nearly 2 months I’ve done this. It feels good.
I have responsibilities, tasks, that I should be doing.
But this air, this sun, this location…
Is all I want to be right now.
The dull ache in my muscles from yesterday’s climbing keeps me fused to this seat. The sense of accomplishment of mostly picking up where I left off last season, dulls the screams of an ever-growing to-do list.
Because I am here. Right now.
The hustle and bustle of getting to the ski resort to push my limits even further returns tomorrow morning. Along with weekly chores of getting ready for the work week.
In this moment, I have been sitting on the deck for no less than 45 minutes. This post, the first actual, actionable display of awareness. Otherwise,
Sitting. Enjoying. Content. Being.