after hosting a members’ event at tranquil space friday night, we packed up miss lillie, our furry family, and headed toward the eastern shore. the above pics capture scenes of our journey: sand, campfire, sunset, pets. 

being back in our vintage camper after months living sans wheels felt nostalgic and comforting. i miss the freedom that comes with miss lillie. the open road. the need to be no place else. the little bubble that she represents. all feels well in the world.

although the beach was chilly, the one vegan resto hadn’t opened yet for the season, and we were constantly on guard for escape artist jackson, i’d call the weekend a success.

while the wind was howling yesterday, we curled up inside with blankets, books, and tea surrounded by our furry sons and a wicker basket filled with snacks. the smell of a pine candle permeated the air. it was cozy and delicious. there was no place else i wanted to be. 

this feeling brings me back to last week’s mantra from gina sager, “nothing else is supposed to be happening right now.” 

my default is “what can i handle now within the allotted time?,” on that never-ending quest to check things off my list, this mantra brings me back to the present moment. to the beauty of being. right now. with what is. 

even if it involves escaping kittens, chilly wind on a beach day, or closed vegan restos. this, my friends, is the delicious practice of mindfulness. bisous. x