Posted on Jan 9th, 2007
by
Gwen
Another hard-working year has passed and we (that is my husband, Johan and I) were fortunate enough to spend some two weeks at our family beach cottage in a small village called Kleinmond, near Cape Town in South Africa.
Time to reflect on the year that has passed. Time to make some decisions about the future.
When I am at Kleinmond, Johan and I spend much of our time taking long walks. Along the beautiful, white beach early in the morning - when everyone else is still asleep and the sun is just peeping over the horizon. Or we walk up Jean's Hill, one of the foothills of Kleinmond mountains - where we become one with the indigenous flora known as fynbos*. Every day we also walk all along the rocky shore, where the town council has laid out a beautiful path for nature lovers. (How I would love to have the penmanship to be able to fully describe the scenery, atmosphere and magic of doing this.)
We have visited this little village for years and years, and every single time we take a walk, I see something different and amazing. Sometimes it may be as exciting as a pair of Oyster Catchers (an endagered bird species) with two baby chics. At other times it may just be a strange slant to the sand dunes or a particular colour of the ocean; the sunset over the sea or the full moon rising over the mountains.
I take hunderds of photographs with my digital camera every time. What an honour to be priviledged to be able to do this. And it costs nothing.
Johan and I don't have to make small talk. Feeling comfortable in each other's company after years of marriage and best friendship, we know when to talk and when to be silent, and still enjoy doing this together. We just take it all in - each one with their own thoughts, occasionally commenting and every now and then pointing out a new discovery.
Everyone can do this. True - not in Kleinmond - but in their own place. With a trusted soul mate or by themselves. Every town has some place where one can go and feel this abolute freedom - free of charge. All you need is a little time and patience and an eye for detail and you will be thrilled. I guarantee it. And soon you realise that the stress has lifted, your blues have gone and your perspective on life and what is really valuable has stabalised once again.
Isn't this what life is about? Of course it is.
Now I am ready to tackle a new year in the big corporate jungle where I earn my living. I will put in those extra hours as expected of me and burn the candle at both ends. But, at the back of my mind, I have some fond, beautiful memories that I can slip into at any time of any day - a perfect seashell, the details of a dragonfly's wings, the light shining through the top of the waves just as they break ... I think this year my resolution is to go more often to some beautiful place in nature to recharge my batteries, to appreciate our incredibly beautiful world and to remind myself what is really important in life.
* Fynbos: Flora indigenous to parts of the Western Cape, South Africa. Fynbos is an Afrikaans word that literally means "fine/delicate shrubs/bushes". The well-known different protea types form part of fynbos. It is a fact that there are more different species of plants on Table Mountain in Cape Town (a fynbos area) that in the whole of the United Kingdon.
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Posted on Aug 20th, 2006
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Gwen
What is it about turning a decade in one's age that gives one the blues? Okay - not always.
When I turned 10, my Granny told me that my age would now have two digits until I turned 100, and that 10 was really a very great "big girl" age to be. And it really was!
When I turned 20, I felt grown up and independant, no longer a teenager, and that was a great feeling. The world was my oyster.
But, oh boy - I remember turning 30! Man, was I depressed! Then, when I turned 40, I had the blues for months ahead of time. And they were both great decades for me. Really. They had their ups and downs, sure. But in hindsight (the only exact science), I really have to say - not too bad at all!
I was certain that I would not have the blues before my 50th birthday (coming up on 3 September 06). After all, I've matured a lot, got more confidence, have seen my children grow into adulthood, have a successful career, I'm healthy and happy and, besides, I'm only one day older, anyway. Then why, oh why, did the blues find me once again?
Who knows? All I know is, that I do feel a little blue. (A little more that a little, actually). And I have been seriously (oh, yes!) pondering about who I am and all that I have done, the worthwhile and the insignificant. Has it been enough? Very self indulgent, I know ...
So, for the record, here are some resolutions for the decade ahead:
1) I will cut from my life anything that is not likely to add value. What I mean is simply this: I will spend more time with people I value and love and doing those things that bring quality to our lives - laughing more, relaxing more and smelling the roses.
2) I will still work hard, trying to achive excellence, but I will spend less time stressing.
3) I will get my own business going, so that I can spend more time doing what I really want to be doing. My goal is set!
4) It is my consious descision to think young. This is the most important "ingredient", I believe, in the "recipe" for staying young. And I intend staying young!
So I am comfortable with becoming 50. Age is only a chronological number, anyway, and 50 is only halfway to 100. ( And I do so hope that I will become at least 100, even if it is just so that I can have 3 digits to my age).
Hey! I'm starting to look forward to the next decade already!
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