My life changed drastically when I began my new peaceful way
of living. The little story below shows a piece of that change.
This Old Deck
Even after the most difficult of days at work, sitting on the
deck at the back of my house was always soothing. It was a peaceful place,
where I often sat in early evening watching sailboats moving slowly on the bay.
Sun would shine bright, and silently reflect off the water’s mixed colors of
blue. Sky and bay touching at the horizon created a feeling of complete
contentment. A peacefulness filled me.
Ospreys swooping down as I watched, barely touching the bay, but managing to successfully complete the task of catching large fish to satisfy their appetites and feed their hungry chicks. Repeated activity of catching and bringing fish home provided rhythm to those late afternoons.
Seagulls would join in the hunt– although their fish were
always smaller then the ospreys.
Clouds floating by, all shapes and sizes completed the scene as I’d relax into my comfy chair and accept the gifts that day offered.
After a while, I’d hear the front door slam—my children were
home from school, noisy with comments and questions. I’d rise from my
chair—go inside and ask them about their day while my hands worked, preparing
some kind of snack that I knew they’d enjoy.
Peanut butter on crackers—or on slices of apples were
favorites. And after this we’d move on
to other familiar events, dance class, Karate, after school play practice.
Busy, active comings and goings, this is how our days were.
Everything was perfect then as it should be. Full days,
happy nights, always busy, always noisy, always moving and doing and saying.
This is life.
And when alone, I’d go back to my deck. At night the New York lights lit up my sky line. Day dreaming about what tomorrow would bring, I found beauty in the lights and buildings across the bay and comfort in the knowing that tomorrow would be just about the same as today. I looked forward to the noise and movement of my children. I looked forward to the rhythm of my days and nights. I looked forward to tomorrow and the time I’d spend sitting in my chair on my deck in both day and evening light. I looked forward to the movement of my happy life.