Sea wind sweeps against my face
I feel my feet bare on the cold wet ground.
Warmed by the sun wrapped around my back,
I am being
Meditating? No.
I am being
Being with people that bring joy
Being amongst nature that grounds and calms the body
Being in a moment that you would choose to last forever if you could
Being is something that happens when you don’t try.
Be grateful for being.
It is fleeting yet carries you through the moments when things are happening.
My life with Anxiety 