I recently learned about a new movement called Self-Care Sunday. It’s essentially encouraging people to officially mark their calendar and schedule the day for doing whatever helps you clear your mind, relax, and take a break. I’m guessing this is an American phenomenon because people in other countries seem to take better care of themselves. It’s a known fact that people in European countries take longer vacation breaks, maternity & paternity leaves, and focused down time in general, then Americans do. American’s (myself included) are generally not good at practicing “the art of doing nothing.” If I could change one thing in my life, it would be that I had respected the importance of self-care when I was younger.
Like a lot of my peers, I threw myself into my 32 year long museum career and prided myself on my ability to multi-task and always give 200 percent. Don’t get me wrong, I LOVED every minute of it. But, now being on the other side of the fence after all those years of deadline driven schedules, meetings, sedentary tasks, and raising a family, I am making up for the years of self-neglect.
Through this journey called life it is important that we take care of ourselves. Whether we acknowledge it or not, we all feel stress from uncertainty, Covid, the economy and politics. Besides death and taxes, it is also a certainty that your body has memory and will suffer consequences of self-neglect. It’s never too late to start but wouldn’t it be nice to have never stopped. To not have to turn the clock back and reverse the effects of self-neglect.
If your young, no matter what’s on your plate, I encourage you to budget time for yourself. Be professional but don’t always “give away the farm” as they say. If your one of my peers, I encourage you to start, if you have not already done so. It’s a challenge you won’t regret! Daily walks have become essential to my survival providing me with great physical and mental results.
Today’s walk included more livestock (horses) on the beach which is unusual (see Friday’s post). The riders arrived during high tide which baffles me. When I owned horses I loved to ride on the beach. I get it; it’s fun. But, Trinidad State Beach is relatively short and even at low tide is not worth the effort to saddle up. Just a few miles south is Clam Beach which goes on for miles. When reaching the top of the headland I found a remnant of what was either a recent wedding or someone’s memorial to a past one. It is a beautiful Sunday. Enjoy my pics! #iluvtowalk #baxteronthego #humboldt #trinidadcalifornia
Apparent wedding site. 
Horses on the beach. 
Perspectives From My Trail 