|A picture I took earlier this year on Catalina Island in Maine. This picture captures the blue and the green that are so important in my life.|
|I took this picture of a boot at a mooring buoy in the York River some time ago, and I am not sure if I shared it with you already but scenes like this, or doing this, meditates me.|
Last week I experienced this again when we went sailing. You really cannot think about much else when being at the rudder and trying to maintain course and keeping the wind in the sail. The winds were around 15 knots, which were fairly strong for our small 25 foot boat. Nothing dangerous, but you need to keep attention to what you are doing, stay in the moment. Yes, there were dolphins, birds and wonderful weather, but just looking backwards or not paying attention for a few seconds results in a course change, loose the wind out of your sail, or maybe get too much. Even occasionally looking on my tablet (GPS) to see where we were resulted in a course shift. It could also cause your boat to come about or to gibe. You had to be in the moment. I really could not think of anything else that was going on in my life than being right in the moment and concentrating on my sailing, staying on course and reading the wind and the water.
|You want to see two people experiencing flow? Here you have it! My wife and I look like we are truly enjoying ourselves and I am concentrating on keeping the boat on course and properly into the wind.|
After reading Nichols I realized that in reality, our sailing trip "meditated me", there was no time for distractions. Mihály Csikszentmihálályi describes this as flow. Flow is an interesting concept that I learned about from a book that he published in 1990 under the same title (boy that was a long time ago that I read that book). When you are in flow, you are completely absorbed in and energized by what you are doing (no television watching does not count). Healing at 15 degrees or more, with 15 knot winds and thoroughly enjoying yourself, not thinking about anything else (as I show you in the photograph above), now that is flow. Kayaking through the marshes, looking at birds and snails hanging on to the marsh grasses is also flow.
|I took this picture while kayaking this weekend of all the snails hanging on the the smooth cord grass (Spartina) during high tide.|
|We went kayaking this past weekend. Another advanture in the blue and green. My wife took this picture of me, she really had to call be a few times to get my attention and take this picture. I was absorbed by being out there in it.|