With the ebb and flow of the tide, sand is gently moved around, creating new shapes and shadows in the ancient landscape that is the beach. Maybe we are taken to another time when our feet touch the sand, or when our mind drifts to sounds of the ocean? Is that why it feels restorative? Allowing ourselves to be far away in time for a little while, the crash of the waves demanding our attention. Yes Martha and the Muffins, far away in time.
Before I moved to the Coast, I lived in the City, I had an office job I took pretty seriously. Looking back, I don’t know why, I could have chilled out heaps more and still produced the same amount of slightly above average work. Ensuring my job security while keeping the boss at bay. Maybe I thought I was my job and my clothes and my address. I know the Sea and the Sky and the Stars don’t care where I live or what I’m wearing. I am not judged by the natural world.
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About the Curator: Erin Murray
Erin, a Mother of 1 little man and wife to 1 big man has learnt much about herself in the past few years. After moving from the city to the bush (near the Ocean), there weren’t as many distractions as she had become accustomed to, in a smaller community she lost her anonymity and slowly began to become aware of herself, her feelings, the life she had created for herself and her relationships with others. Seeking change from the feelings and behaviors which had become her normal, she sought out methods to do just that. Slowly at first, then a bit more and a bit more she is becoming aware of what she actually wants for herself and has begun removing the things that aren’t that, inside and out. Learning about faith (not religionJ), fun and how to be gentle with herself and others along the way.