Somehow this is a ‘back to normal winter’ in this particular bay along the Mediterranean Sea, which has its own micro climate of subtropical due to the surrounding mountains which form a horseshoe protection from the winds coming from continental Spain.
The sun has done absolutely nothing but shine since Novembers rains – which hit hard in some places along the coast, but spared this part.
Before the sunlight folded back into itself, painting the sky pink and orange in a lush abundance of goodbye for today, she said: “Honey lets go out and get some food.” Neither of us cared to cook, so we did.
Going outside, we head about 10 minutes down a narrow road and we meet the river and the sugarcanes swaying in a gentle breeze somehow in harmony with the sound of air going through the palm trees and the birds that whistle, like you would imitate a long whistle sound that resembles something falling and softly hitting the ground. It starts high pitched and it ends in a low pitch.
I got struck again. Overwhelmed by beauty and The Big Calm which morphed into a state of Gratitude.
Longer down the path, we could spot people with fishing rods, as thin silhouettes against the bluest of blue and the optical illusion provided by the sun straight in my eyes made them transparent, coming in and out of physical manifestation. I adore that sight.
We went about the next corner and followed the shoreline.
This town doesn’t have a boardwalk, since it is beach after beach like pearls on a string so there is no sunset rush hour. Just tranquil. A couple of dog walkers and lovers holding hands.
The state of gratitude elevated further. Until a certain point – life seems like a two sided coin.
On one side we have our more or less ‘popular problems’ and those we would rather not have. On this particular day, I had been dealing with people whose shoes one really would not like to be in. The heavy stuff.
The other side of that coin is not the absence of troubles to me anymore. The other side of the coin is Gratitude.
Not gratitude as a spiritual strategy in spite of troubles as a needed band aid to heal our individual suffering with.
Gratitude in its pure state does not have an agenda like: ‘Look at me God-Force and how grateful I am, now: do your cool stuff’.