To listen to the waves crash all night, then wake up, follow the path to the beach and start your day with an ocean stroll. Complete peace.
I am housesitting this beach cabin, watching a tail-less cat on thyroid medication. I believe the owners are buddhist as the house and gardens are adorned with Buddha's and zen chimes. The ocean and all, it's no wonder they had such peaceful dispositions. How could you not feel calm with the ocean by your side?
I've spent most of my time here alone. I had some good girlfriends over for some soulful talks. And originally, I thought I'd entertain more but it turns out, I needed some time to connect with myself. I have a bad habit of taking too much on and always doing things for others, that my sense of self gets lost. Like I am so busy, I don't even have time to think about what I want in life, where I want to head, who I want to devote my time to.
The cat with no tail. He was scared of me for a day. Then we adjusted to one another like worker bees adjusting to the pheromones of a new queen, it takes a while to get a new being in your life. He'd sleep with me all night long and then as soon as the sun rose, he'd disappear. The house is one room and I kept the doors closed. Where could he possibly go? The first day, I just gave up and then yesterday I looked again. A meow came out of the wall. One meow, that was it. I opened every cabinet, every closet...nothing. It was like Stranger Things- he was trapped in an alternate dimension. And then in the late afternoon, he would just appear.
I got to the root if it today. There is a shelf, covered by a tapestry that goes back behind the stove, but you can't tell that just by looking at it. This morning, I heard the meow and I stayed in the kitchen until he popped out. Now I know his game. He likes to sleep but this house is made of windows, so when it gets too bright, he sneaks off to the one place that is dark and sleeps some more.
I used to always think people who were into animals on social media were a little nutty. Well, the other night I stumbled on this instagram of this exceptionally large cat, the size of a medium sized dog. And I couldn't get enough of it. I am now one of these people. Does this mean my life is boring? Or I am old? Or I need something cuddly in my life? I did cuddle with the tail-less cat and began to think I needed one of my own, it was so nice to have this little thing cuddle and purr.
This morning, I woke up, made an espresso in a Heath mug (my favorite), wandered down to the beach with my camera. Then made it over the the spring that I drive to often to fill up my water. It's the only water I can drink. When people ask me how I look so young, I say four things. 1. Sleep 2. Sauna 3. Natural Wine and 4. Spring water. So, to have easy access to my spring is heaven and Highway One is closed, so there is no one around. Complete silence, except the sound of water gushing out of the mountain.
And that's all I got in today's blogging adventures...