Have you ever struggled to find your sanctuary? I love a private beach as much as the next daydreamer, to spend all day barefoot on the sand, with a book and some drinks would be pretty great. But I am not sure even that would be enough for me to truly feel safe and rested and ‘escaped’ from life. I mean, i tried that this year ( ish ) and if anything the environment made me feel more anxious and demanded. I don’t think that is the idea.
If i am honest I think I have always felt like people are my sanctuary. To me, there is no geography, there is no environment you can create, there is nothing like being surrounded by the right people. I am not one of those popular girls, I don’t think I ever have been. But what I have been lucky enough to have is a teeny tiny group of people I am hopeful will be there for me if i need them. I realise how lucky I am in that respect and it isn’t something I would ever take for granted.
Some of these people I see all the time, some I don’t, some I actually rarely talk to. But that hasn’t always been the case. Our lives are different now from when we first met, but when I think back to the times when we met and when our lives were intrinsically linked, I realise why our friendships have lasted the distance. When so many others, either failed to even start, or disappeared into nothing once the initial meeting had passed.
The only thing that prevents the sanctuary of these relationships now is life. So much is going on, all the time. It’s a continual cycle of ups and downs and generally mediocreness, there was a time where I found myself constantly feeling disappointed in these people, when they couldn’t give me the support or the contact I needed when I needed it. Then it occurred to me that I probably never asked. I am sure that they would have been there if they realised. If I had reached out to them. I think we should all do that more.
Sanctuary for me? The right people, and ok. A beach and bare feet.