Feeling Fatigued but Frolicksome.

23 October, 2008 § Leave a comment

So I’m just wondering if it’s true if a picture really does speak louder than a thousand words, or if that’s hyperbole from people who suffer from creative diarrhea.

Verbal incontinence aside: today’s jaunt to the shore for a couple of hours was a much-needed respite.

I’ve gone to 5 college fairs in the past 5 days, and the rush of jostling, swearing, scantily clad, foul-mouthed kids clamoring to know if we offer nursing or criminal justice – – not to mention the ones who start to fill out a reply card without even asking the name of our school – – is starting to wear on me.

I was going pretty strong until today, and then all of the sudden, it all caught up with me near the end of the three-and-a-half hour public school fair, and I realized I needed to get away, even for just a bit.

In yet another one of many little signs of grace received during fall travel season (seriously, are any of you also overwhelmed with the traces of God you find in the most unexpected places?), the hotel I’m staying at tonight is only about an eight-minute drive from Atlantic City. And that means only about ten minutes away from the ocean.

In addition to the fact that it apparently houses one of the most intense strips of casinos on the east coast (how ’bout that, eh?), southern Jersey also offers a gorgeous landscape of long-stretching piers, open expanses of shell-strewn sand banks, waving grasses, and screeching gulls wheeling over white-capped waves.

There are few places I find more restful than a deserted, wind-blown beach in the fall. There are no crowds, no boats, no vendors, no obnoxious lifeguards; instead, there is rest, there is solitude, and there is time to be reminded of something (or Someone) greater than the mundane activity of daily life.

O, there is a lot of water as well.

Of course, me being me, I wasn’t content to simply roll up my trousers, take off my shoes and walk along the beach.  Instead, after silently perching on a high rock at the end of a long, natural outlet and soaking in the sunset for over an hour, I decided it was time for a little frolicking…

… of which, the results I now share with you. Also, please understand that while I have been enjoying making friends with reps from previously unknown colleges and universities to me, including Waynesburg, University of North Carolina in Pembroke, and Gwenn-Mercy (or something like that), this swing in New Jersey has included a lot of alone time this week. Which has consequently resulted in an apparent lack of all inhibition – – notable even for me.

Wherever you are now, and whatever you are doing, friends, I hope you are finding moments of joy as well as quiet along the way.

Both are needed.

“True silence is the rest of the mind, and is to the spirit what sleep is to the body, nourishment and refreshment.”
– – William Penn


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