Special Start

I got to watch the sun rise over a frosty beach this morning and, oh my Gosh, it was beautiful. Meditative, inspiring, gorgeous, relaxing and humbling all in equal measure. I feel at one with the natural world, I feel connected to some kind of divinity and I feel like nothing can lower my mood today. Mind you, that might be the lack of sleep. It was rather an unsettled night; one that led me to leave for work early and have a little walk on the coastline. I think I upset my shoulder playing a rather energetic and physical game with Mathew yesterday and so I kept waking up in pain and discomfort. It was worth it though - he was screaming and laughing like an insane coyote and went to bed exhausted and contented. My mistake was doing the same thing to both my sons, and forgetting that one of them is four times heavier than the other, so my body was expecting a certain level of resistance and got much more than it bargained for. It was a bit like doing a workout with a carrier bag full of paper and then trying to do the same thing with a rucksack full of sand. Or lifting a large rock after carrying a small stone and expecting them to weigh the same. Or pushing an empty shopping trolley and then trying to push a Ford Fiesta.
There I go again with the 'overmetaphorising'.
Anyway, the point is, the back of my shoulder feels like it's been stabbed with a hot spear and I might have to see if one of the physio ladies in the spa at work has a space in their schedule to treat me.
But that sky was something else....

RC 3-2-25