Journal Prompts #27: On Details
Snow at the beach, not the Taylor Swift song.
I remember last year seeing snow at the beach for the first time. Big clumps of sparkling white blankets atop the dark sand and then the foamy white of the waves ebbing back and forth in the dark, frigid saltwater, the most imperfect pattern. It was something I had never seen nor ever thought to imagine. The beach was so tethered to warmth and sun and swimsuits in my past and thus, in my mind.*
It is a rainy day and I was eavesdropping on a hawk swoop and nosedive and hunt in my side yard and noticed the rain start to thicken. And then it was a snow globe. Huge chunky snowflakes. I considered that I had never actually seen snow in the actual falling stage at the beach before and I hauled on my winter boots and a puffy and off I went for the shore.
Upon arrival, the snow was already slowing down but still enough. Enough to create a vibration in my brain that I was in a new experience I had never ever experienced before. Enough to shake me to childlike wonder and look around to see what the snow even looked like the exact moment it touched the sand. To lift my puffy arm and see it land and dissolve on my black jacket. To see bits of snow become the ocean. To consider again and again how many things in this life I have yet to experience yet.
How am I ever bored?
How am I ever un-curious?
How am I annoyed at my stagnation when I am the one not moving?
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* I know what a handful of you are going to say, the Taylor Swift song. I actually had never heard it before until I posted a pic of the snow at the beach and someone sent me the song!
Grab a pen. Grab a journal.
As we edge up to the Winter solstice (on Dec. 21), what are you open to experience that you have never ever experienced before? Perhaps close your eyes and see what you see in there.
If stagnancy is deliberate, where can you create a commotion in your life?
Set a timer for three minutes. Press start and look around your room you are in currently. Timer goes off, set it for three minutes again and write everything you saw. Don’t let the pen leave the page. Now. Set a timer for one minute and look around the space again. Timer goes off, one minute, this time write what you feel.
Love that writing prompt!