by Wendy Strgar August 20, 2010
I have finally met the full weight of my fatigue and I am so happy to have a long weekend at a beach house to rest. I need to replace my exhaustion with inertia. I need to see what is behind all the thinking and writing and talking I do. I want to dive deep into stillness and quiet.
The beach has always been one of my favorite places to reach such a state of relaxation and rest. Away from the busy-ness of the city, standing on the long stretches of sand, looking out at the water that extends for miles past the horizon, I can finally come to that place of stillness I usually can only achieve in my mediations.
Being on the beach puts it all in perspective. The endless crashing waves, the singular blue-grey color of the ocean, and the millions of grains of sand at my feet remind me how small I am, how, in the scheme of things all of my worries and troubles are really not that bad after all.
So here I am, at my haven with my favorite people in the world. This weekend I shall surround myself in the stillness and the quiet grandeur of the Oregon coast, and find the peace I have been craving.
by Wendy Strgar March 21, 2019
Usually by the time we “spring forward,” most of us have long forgotten our New Year’s resolutions and not because we don’t want to change, but because the big sweeping ones we plan for after our third glass of champagne are so hard to get our hands around in the day to day. While the desire for change is earnest, what most of us miss is that real change is found in the small steps that we do consistently.
by Wendy Strgar February 21, 2019
Our sense of smell is ancient and the source of our most powerful emotional memories. It is also the primal sensory pathway to sexual attraction. And yet, we often give little attention to all that our sense of smell can evoke, in part because we have so little vocabulary for scent. Often we're limited to “it smells like…” and delineated only between pleasant and unpleasant.