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It is actually quite funny to write about a trip to the beach when visiting a beach is usually quite eventless.

Off to Cascais – An unintentional practice of non-doing

von | Jun 20, 2020 | Camino Portugues | 0 Kommentare

Temperatures start to pick up in Lisbon. More and more people are making their ways to the beaches of which you can find many here. So, what did I do today? You guessed it I went to the beach. But not just some regular beach but the beautiful beach of Cascais. Lisbon people love that area, and so the whole town makes its way to the west coast. Of course, I am exaggerating as otherwise, you may not continue reading. Another joke, it seems quite obvious. So I take the train this morning and 45 minutes later I was in a wonderful place. It could have been any beach in California, small shops, cafes and a laid back atmosphere of which anybody with a perhaps stressful job, would dream of. The perfect retreat.

It is actually quite funny to write about a trip to the beach when visiting a beach is usually quite eventless. One just sits, watches, plays, swims or perhaps enjoy a beer or a glass of wine in some of the little bars along the promenade. Well, I did not swim, nor did I sit in a bar, instead of that I walked the beach up and down, enjoying the cold water on my feet. One could say, I practised none-doing and that totally voluntarily. It is not something I set out to do. It literally just happened to me. Once I simply let things unfold, stuff unfolds. It does not need me or anyone for that matter. So I walked and sat most of the time not doing a thing. I simply lived and perhaps this is also the reason, why the words are sort of coming slowly, while I try to recap of what happened today on my day out in Cascais. There simply is no much memory of it, at least not in my mind’s memory. I can feel through the body, what that day has been. There are my feet, which walked 13 Kilometres in flipflops or bare feet up and down the beach or promenade and yeah I can feel them. My calve muscles feel hard and warm, which is just another sign of what I was doing during my non-doing session at the beach.

It is funny because it was not actually my intention to find a place to chill but to perhaps meet people, have a good chat and yeah, also eat some good food. Well, I had some good salad and a beer somewhere but most of the time I just walked and sat at the beach, watching those little waved reaching the shore of the Atlantic ocean. Quite mesmerising keeping the focus on the movements of the water, how it lands and retreats from the beach. A bit like my own breathing, while my chest lifts up while I breath in and returns to rest, when I breath out. Or my heartbeat, which just does its thing to keep me alive, without my doing. And you see, that I believe is such an obvious reason why it is worth it to practice non-doing. In other words, realise what happens of which you do not need to act on.

Amazing. I love, how this story just unfolds and so surfaced on this blog for you to read. I actually wrote this for me and you are the sort of invited guest to read it.

See ya tomorrow.
Bom Caminho

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