{"id":3852,"date":"2014-07-20T11:39:24","date_gmt":"2014-07-20T15:39:24","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/triciatierneyblog.com\/?p=3852"},"modified":"2014-07-20T11:39:24","modified_gmt":"2014-07-20T15:39:24","slug":"the-waves-and-just-being","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/triciatierneyblog.com\/?p=3852","title":{"rendered":"The Waves and Just Being"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/triciatierneyblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/07\/first-beach.jpg\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-large wp-image-3853\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/triciatierneyblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/07\/first-beach.jpg?resize=640%2C857\" alt=\"first beach\" width=\"640\" height=\"857\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/triciatierneyblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/07\/first-beach.jpg?resize=764%2C1024 764w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/triciatierneyblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/07\/first-beach.jpg?resize=224%2C300 224w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/triciatierneyblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/07\/first-beach.jpg?w=1936 1936w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/triciatierneyblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/07\/first-beach.jpg?w=1320 1320w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 640px) 100vw, 640px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ve spent my 2 recent vacations this summer, in a torpor. Nary a dust bunny disappeared, weeds continued unhindered around the garden and I barely wrote a word here or anywhere. I simply read and watched the birds. Of course all the while beating myself up for being unproductive since there is so much that <em>needs<\/em> doing and I rarely have enough time in my usual day-to-day to do it all.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/triciatierneyblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/07\/umbrella-e1405869574243.jpg\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-large wp-image-3854\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/triciatierneyblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/07\/umbrella-e1405869574243-1024x696.jpg?resize=640%2C435\" alt=\"umbrella\" width=\"640\" height=\"435\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/triciatierneyblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/07\/umbrella-e1405869574243.jpg?resize=1024%2C696 1024w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/triciatierneyblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/07\/umbrella-e1405869574243.jpg?resize=300%2C203 300w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/triciatierneyblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/07\/umbrella-e1405869574243.jpg?w=1924 1924w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/triciatierneyblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/07\/umbrella-e1405869574243.jpg?w=1320 1320w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 640px) 100vw, 640px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>R rescued me from this cloud of guilt by sweeping me off to the beach for a few days. What&#8217;s there to do but watch and sometimes venture into waves? We spent hours with our toes in the sand, barely speaking a word, only smiling at each other between reading, dozing, people watching and dreaming. Bliss.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/triciatierneyblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/07\/beach-with-people.jpg\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-large wp-image-3855\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/triciatierneyblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/07\/beach-with-people.jpg?resize=640%2C857\" alt=\"beach with people\" width=\"640\" height=\"857\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/triciatierneyblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/07\/beach-with-people.jpg?resize=764%2C1024 764w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/triciatierneyblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/07\/beach-with-people.jpg?resize=224%2C300 224w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/triciatierneyblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/07\/beach-with-people.jpg?w=1936 1936w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/triciatierneyblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/07\/beach-with-people.jpg?w=1320 1320w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 640px) 100vw, 640px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Although I brought my computer with a vague notion I might wake early and write, I did not. I barely checked my time-sucking phone for tweets and updates I really didn&#8217;t need or want. Staring at the sea and the parade of tattoo covered skin (is there anyone left on the planet who doesn&#8217;t have ink?) for hours on end was a bit like getting my mental hard-drive cleaned, the constant roar of waves washing away everything. I read and read and read, bathing in the breezes, the waves, the sun. I did something I haven&#8217;t done for years: I had a short and very sweet actual <em>vacation<\/em>.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/triciatierneyblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/07\/beach-grass-and-stones.jpg\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-large wp-image-3856\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/triciatierneyblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/07\/beach-grass-and-stones.jpg?resize=640%2C857\" alt=\"beach grass and stones\" width=\"640\" height=\"857\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/triciatierneyblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/07\/beach-grass-and-stones.jpg?resize=764%2C1024 764w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/triciatierneyblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/07\/beach-grass-and-stones.jpg?resize=224%2C300 224w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/triciatierneyblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/07\/beach-grass-and-stones.jpg?w=1936 1936w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/triciatierneyblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/07\/beach-grass-and-stones.jpg?w=1320 1320w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 640px) 100vw, 640px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>I recently heard a radio interview on\u00a0<a href=\"http:\/\/www.onbeing.org\/about\">On Being<\/a>\u00a0with Social Psychologist <a href=\"http:\/\/www.onbeing.org\/program\/ellen-langer-science-of-mindlessness-and-mindfulness\/6332\">Ellen Langer<\/a>\u00a0about mindfulness. When you have time, listen for some refreshing insight and inspiration. Langer speaks, in this great NY (I think) accent, about cultivating mindfulness in daily life through the simple act of just <em>noticing<\/em> things. This clicked with me since I seem to have a hard time maintaining a meditation routine for very long. Crazy these requirements I set up for myself of what I think I<em> should<\/em> be doing to get from A to B in my life. Do you do this? Are we crazy?<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/triciatierneyblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/07\/day-waves-e1405869820936.jpg\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-large wp-image-3857\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/triciatierneyblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/07\/day-waves-e1405869820936-755x1024.jpg?resize=640%2C868\" alt=\"day waves\" width=\"640\" height=\"868\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/triciatierneyblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/07\/day-waves-e1405869820936.jpg?resize=755%2C1024 755w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/triciatierneyblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/07\/day-waves-e1405869820936.jpg?resize=221%2C300 221w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/triciatierneyblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/07\/day-waves-e1405869820936.jpg?w=1794 1794w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/triciatierneyblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/07\/day-waves-e1405869820936.jpg?w=1320 1320w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 640px) 100vw, 640px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>As I ready to return to work tomorrow, the sound of the waves still echo and that is enough.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/triciatierneyblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/07\/night-waves.jpg\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-large wp-image-3858\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/triciatierneyblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/07\/night-waves.jpg?resize=640%2C672\" alt=\"night waves\" width=\"640\" height=\"672\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/triciatierneyblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/07\/night-waves.jpg?resize=975%2C1024 975w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/triciatierneyblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/07\/night-waves.jpg?resize=285%2C300 285w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/triciatierneyblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/07\/night-waves.jpg?w=1936 1936w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/triciatierneyblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/07\/night-waves.jpg?w=1320 1320w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 640px) 100vw, 640px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I&#8217;ve spent my 2 recent vacations this summer, in a torpor. Nary a dust bunny disappeared, weeds continued unhindered around the garden and I barely wrote a word here or anywhere. I simply read and watched the birds. 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