This past December I was walking on my favorite stretch of beach south of Tulum, Mexico....just me, white sand and blue ocean. A flock of pelicans flew over head. I thought, "oh, pelicans" and kept walking. Moments later I remembered the first time I saw pelicans about 18 years ago in the Florida Panhandle. I was fascinated. I sat down and watched them fish for the longest time. In the meantime I have seen lots of pelicans. It occured to me that I had become habituated to the thrill of watching pelicans in flight. This struck me as an unacceptable condition! I pulled forward a meditation practice taught by Buddhist monk Thich Nhat Hanh and revised for my purpose. I took a deep breath in and thought "pelican". I exhaled thinking "fresh". Ater repeating this simply practice several times I was restored to my joy in watching the pelicans.
Now I don't know if this qualifies for a travel tip, but I thought it was worth writing. I try to remember to wake up as often as I can to all the natural beauty around me. Let's not miss it as we climb the next hill or as we mow the lawn.
Tamar
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