Salt Water, Blue Skies and the Art of Doing Nothing
- Julia Marie Clare
- 5 hours ago
- 2 min read
A gentle reminder from the Mediterranean
There are seasons in life when we are constantly moving.
Answering messages.
Planning the next step.
Worrying about money.
Thinking about work.
Trying to solve problems that cannot be solved today.
And then there are moments that ask absolutely nothing from us except our presence.
This week, I found one of those moments.
The sky was impossibly blue.
Palm trees swayed gently above perfectly manicured gardens, catamarans rested quietly on the sand, and the Mediterranean shimmered in every shade of turquoise imaginable.
For a while, I simply stopped.
No productivity.
No goals.
No self-improvement.
No pressure to make the most of every minute.
Just sitting with my feet in the cool water beside the marina, watching sunlight dance across the rocks.
It struck me that so much of modern life teaches us that rest must be earned.
That we can only relax once the inbox is empty.
Once the finances are sorted.
Once the career plan is complete.
Once everyone else is happy.
But perhaps rest isn’t a reward.
Perhaps it is part of the medicine.
There is something deeply regulating about being near the sea.
The rhythm of the waves asks nothing from us.
The horizon widens our perspective.
The salty air encourages deeper breaths.
The warmth of the sun softens muscles we didn’t even realise were tense.
Sitting beneath a woven parasol, surrounded by white chairs warmed by the Spanish sunshine, I realised how long it had been since I had truly done nothing.
Not scrolling.
Not learning.
Not planning.
Not fixing.
Simply existing.
I watched people wander slowly along the beach.
Families laughing.
Sailboats rocking gently in the marina.
A lone swimmer disappearing into the blue.
And I remembered something I often tell others but occasionally forget myself:
The same problems will still be there next week.
Sometimes the kindest thing we can do is allow ourselves a day where we stop carrying them.
A coffee by the sea.
Bare feet in cold water.
An unhurried lunch.
A quiet walk under palm trees.
Tiny rituals of presence.
Tiny acts of rebellion against a world that constantly tells us to hurry.
At In the Moment X, we speak often about mindfulness, but mindfulness is not always meditation cushions and incense.
Sometimes mindfulness looks like:
• watching sunlight sparkle on water
• feeling warm sand beneath your feet
• noticing the sound of sails tapping gently against masts
• allowing yourself to sit in silence without needing to justify it
Perhaps that is what wellbeing really is.
Not becoming a different version of ourselves.
Not fixing every aspect of our lives.
But returning, even briefly, to the person we are beneath the noise.
The sea has always reminded me of that.
It whispers the same message over and over:
Slow down.
Breathe.
Nothing needs to happen right now.
You are allowed to simply be here.
And today, beneath an endless blue sky, that was enough.
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“There is wisdom in water. It teaches us that movement and stillness can exist together.”
In the Moment X
Mindful living • Women’s wellbeing • Gentle adventures • Returning to ourselves
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