There is a subtle shift emerging between my head and my heart, like a fault line that changes the landscape of that which rests upon it. I have no clock. I have no agenda. I have no deadline or to-do list. It is like reconnecting the dots within myself, which the past two years have erased.

A day on the beach in Nelson was beautiful, but unnervingly hard to relax and do nothing. I am learning new things, some of which are all about being - rather than doing. Doing nothing however, is very difficult after years of doing so very much. Whoever would have thought it would be so hard to unwind?