Winter in Baja Day 48: Nurtured by nature

The East Cape //

At 2:30am I’m sitting cross-legged in the sand beneath the bright light of a waning gibbous drinking a hot cup of tea in hopes of easing the sore throat that’s keeping me awake.  It does the trick and come morning I feel well enough to be outside, progress from yesterday.  Being outside means I get to watch the whales and watching the whales means I’m unable to feel sorry for myself.  While I hate being sick, the environment is definitely working in my favor.

I spend the day bouncing back and forth between sleeping (a necessity for my physical health) and catching up on work (a necessity for my mental health).  Come afternoon I’m under the impression I’m feeling better and am excited to engage in conversation with our friends.  20 minutes later I regret that choice when a surging pain in my throat informs me that I’m in no shape to talk.  I spend the evening as a silent participant in the group and realize talking is not required to enjoy the conversation and the rainbow and the sunset and the breaching whales and the crashing waves and the warm sand between my toes.  

I used to think being sick would be the time I’d most long for a house.  And yet nature provided me with all the comfort I could ask for today.  That may not always be the case.  But right now I have everything I could ask for.  I may be sick but I’m no less happy to be living this amazing way of life.