As, the miles melt away, under foot, the anchor that attaches the thoughts inside my mind, starts to shift. Looking out to sea is an extremely powerful tool for driving this transformation. The timeless beauty of the waves, has an almost hypnotic effect on the mind. Thoughts start to sway from side to side like sea plants attached to their rocks, in the path of an underwater current. And all the time, the waves roll back and forth towards the shoreline, giving up their metronomic energy, to further drive the process of mindful change.
By the time, I start my ascent towards Starehole Bay, my mind feels energised. Unresolved thoughts start to detach themselves from the bedrock of psychological immobility.
The further away, I get from civilization, the more dynamic the rhythm inside my mind, becomes. Answers suddenly present themselves and guide problematic questions away, like a shepherd, guiding it's flock.
Once, I have reached the Tor Path which leads to Bolt Head, I feel invigorated. The power of the open ocean, seems to pull any remaining issues away into the ether. Sometimes, I can even visualize the thoughts skimming across the waves towards the horizon.
Mindfulness sometimes happens automatically, if given the right environment. It doesn't have to be a struggle, but it is important to keep one's thoughts exposed, so that the power of the natural environment can continue to infiltrate.