Getting the balance right is difficult. We eat too much, drink too much and work too hard, well some of us. We don't stop to take in the beauty of this world, to enjoy the journey, to just observe. I took a couple of hours off this morning to reflect (we normally work seven days a week) and took a stroll along the beach at Widemouth Bay. Considering what a beautifully hot, sunny day it was there weren't that many people there, with the exception of a few holiday makers who had plonked themselves at the bottom of the steps to the beach. Why do they do that?
It left the whole beach free for me, a few dog walkers, some surfers and a lady reading a book. I walked along the shoreline having a paddle, watching the surfers bobbing up and down waiting for the next good wave while the lifeguards moved their flags a bit further down the beach as the tide slowly ebbed. I picked the most comfortable rock I could find and stared out to sea.
Oblivious to the beauty of their surroundings most people were engrossed in their chosen activity. Not one could see the dappled sunlight on the ocean, the azure sky melting into the blurred horizon, the distant headland fading into pale ochre hues. Maybe that's why I am an artist, to capture these images for people, to put them in a box and release the emotions, the textures, the ambience. These things are precious.
And the moral is? Look after yourself, enjoy life, everything in moderation and... just spare some time to take in the beauty of the world we live in with somebody that is special to you. Life is too short.
I will leave you with a poem by W. H. Davies called Leisure and an evocative seascape by David W Young.
What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare?—No time to stand beneath the boughs,
And stare as long as sheep and cows:
No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass:
No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars, like skies at night:
No time to turn at Beauty's glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance:
No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began?
A poor life this if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.