"Gift From the Sea"
I am blessed in that the good greatly outweighs the not-so-good in my life. But like the sea, it is a continual ebb and flow. At one point not too long ago, the "not-so-good" started to wash over my life in what I can best describe as a constant high tide. I tread water for as long as I could, but could feel the overwhelming exhaustion and hopelessness take over. I began to get sucked under. One of my blessings is that I have a very dear friend who saw that I needed rescue, and she threw me a life jacket so that I could catch my breath while I contemplated how I needed to change my course. It came in the form of Anne Morrow Lindbergh's "Gift from the Sea".
I have to admit, it didn't look like much. It was thin, it was simple to read, no long chapters just short snippets. Seriously? I'm going thru some major life STUFF here, and she wants me to read something that looks like I'd toss in my shopping basket as an impulse purchase at the side display of a Hallmark store?!?! But read it I did, because if you change nothing...then nothing will change. And I started to model my life after a... "seashell". Albeit, a seashell who likes to maintain a decent fashion sense. And no wine was involved in the thought process, just sayin'.
A book written in 1955 while vacationing on Captiva Island in Florida. A book of short essays based on the the seashells Ms. Lindbergh found while strolling the shoreline. A book reflecting on life as an American woman. Amazing how some things haven't changed one iota since 1955. A book on love, marriage, solitude, peace and contentment. Yep...that sure fit the bill because there was NOTHING peaceful about spitting out the ocean water as I was rapidly losing my battle to stay afloat.
What changes could a simple seashell bring to my life? Oh lots, and lots, and lots according to Ann Lindbergh. But honed down to the basic premise...a woman needs solitude in order to find again the true essence of herself. Simplicity, solitude and caring of the soul. The exact things we tend to give up first in our lives as wives, mothers...women.
Don't get me wrong, I am often NOT mistaken for a woman of simplicity. It is an evolution. Certain areas of my life have definetly changed to be more simple and caring. Others? Have you SEEN my closet? That's why it is a work in progress. If you change nothing, then nothing will change. Be the seashell. But a seashell with a walk-in closet.