Changing Winds

Spring has come in on the breeze like the smell of magnolia & apple blossom and with it, brought warmth, peace & a confidence that all will right itself soon. 

Many things have happened in the last four weeks. I've flitted backwards and forwards from activity to activity keeping myself desperately busy and tonight, my first evening of calm and nothingness since the split hasn't left me feeling empty or emotional; I feel serene and content.

I've done much growing in the last four weeks, possibly more growing that I've ever done in such a space of time. I also made the decision to challenge myself and move to a place I never thought I would dream of; London town. 

I shocked a lot of people with that decision. A nature loving sea creature like me doesn't belong in a place of high-rises and concrete surely? But I'm taking this as an opportunity to push myself beyond my comfort zone, to not rely on a place to make me happy but instead to be able to find joy and happiness in any surrounding. My friends offered to spirit me away to the smoky city and I took them up on their offer; it's only for 6 months and then I'll figure out after that what the next adventure might be. I've never been so comfortable with living in the present and not knowing where my future will go.

In that time, I hope to be able to combat my anxiety of loneliness, my dependence on Cornwall's landscape to provide me with joy and calm and use my time more carefully. While everyone seems to be trying to slow themselves down, I'm trying to fit every single opportunity into the short amounts of time I have because I have a bad case FOMO and I don't want to miss a thing. 

These images were from a trip to Dorset a few weeks back - I nipped up for a really fun shoot among the beach huts with the loveliest couple and then turned the journey back into a Dad-and-Sarah road trip. It was actually great spending quality time with Dad - it's easy to get so absorbed in our own day-to-day lives that we neglect our families, the people that love us the most. We did what we do best on our road trips - play great music, stop over for some junk food and explore some tiny little nooks and crannies like Lulworth cove. I'll never get bored of road-tripping with Dad. 

These spots here are from our visits to Durdle Door and Mudeford Spit. They were both places I'd been itching to visit for the longest time so when one of my couples told me that Mudeford spit was one of their favourite places, I was overjoyed. It also happened to be my favourite type of weather too: sea mist! hurrah. 

Now that I'm feeling less of a mess, I'd like to start getting this blog back on track and filled with photos again. I've been leaving my camera behind increasingly which has been what I've needed over the last few weeks - just focusing on being in the moment and enjoying what's around me. Living this way, unburdened by anxiety of constant future planning has been a huge weight off my shoulders. 

I'm sorry this is not my usual blog post and not as eloquent as I usually aim for but I'm feeling so busy and hyper and inarticulate; it's been a wild journey. My brain is mostly running on about 15-20% processing speed at the moment, I've been doing much more these days as opposed to thinking but I'm ready to start taking my responsibilities back now and prepare for the oncoming adventure! I will be trying my best to uphold the spirit of the Salty Sea blog in the cosmopolitan hubbub of London, that will be my challenge! Finding myself in such a vibrant and busy place, somewhere so different from my comfort realm and making myself happy there :)