Just thinking about the upcoming weekend has me out-of-this-world, bouncing-out-of-my-seat excited. Rhett and I have booked to spend a night away and the sheer thought of being outdoors again, breathing fresh, unpolluted air after 5 days confined to a desk has lifted my mood considerably on an otherwise ordinary Thursday morning. Which I find pretty odd as prior to Olive and Clo, I had never once considered myself an outdoor-sy person. Not by a long shot. And 5-months-ago, if you were to tell me that I would soon be scrambling up mountains, or chasing waterfalls, or rising before dawn to catch a sunrise, or wanting to visit national parks on my days off… well, I would have branded you a dirty, dirty liar.
It goes without saying that, over the course of a few months, I have gone through a tremendous amount of personal change. Not only do I now habitually blog, finding happiness in the art of writing and sharing, but I have since become an advocate of nature, and going on adventures, and viewing life through a lens governed by mindfulness and simplicity. And to be honest, I’m not entirely sure when I made the mental switch, or why my priorities shifted so dramatically. But somewhere along the way, I stopped feeling relaxed or happy after a weekend spent at the shops or within the safe confines of my own home.
A man practices the art of adventure when he breaks the chain of routine and renews his life through reading new books, traveling to new places, making new friends, taking up new hobbies and adopting new viewpoints. — Wilfred Peterson
So long story short, I made some necessary changes to my life. And ever since I first forced my lazy-ass out the door and pushed myself to be okay with potentially running into a snake, or a leech, or heaven-forbid, a spider, I genuinely feel that I have found a true source of my happiness. And for better or for worse, I started living for the weekends. I adore nothing more than days spent outdoors, wide-eyed, with the wind whipping my face and my bare feet flat on the ground.
So with that being said, I wanted to take this opportunity to share with you guys a few of the reasons why I have fallen so hard for this new lifestyle of mine. Whilst also showcasing a few of my favourite photos from my morning spent watching the sun rise on Moffat Beach, a little surfing hub located just over an hour North of Brisbane CBD.
Reason 1: It Forces Me To Be Mindful.
And it’s as simple as that. Whether I am climbing up Mount Cooroora or exploring Serenity Falls, more often than not, I am mentally present and rarely do I ever stray from whatever I am concentrating on. Because not only am I off my phone, but I am forced to remain vigilant. Especially when tasked with navigating my clumsy-self around vertical drops and terribly-defined walking tracks. Which my fiancé will tell you, can at times, prove very difficult.
I felt my lungs inflate with the onrush of scenery – air, mountains, trees, people. I thought, ‘This is what it is to be happy.’ — Sylvia Plath
Reason 2: It Resets My Perspective For The Week.
On average, I spend about 40 hours of my week within an office environment and 2 to 3 hours commuting to and from work. And like most people, by Friday afternoon, the lines between my personal life and my professional life have well and truly blurred. So, simply put, the mere activity of placing myself in an environment that is pretty much the counter to what I am exposed to from a Monday through to Friday, works absolute wonders when it comes to resetting my mind-frame and re-aligning my priorities back to where I want them to be.
The only cure to all this madness; is too dream, far and wide, if possibility doesn’t knock, create a damn door. If the shoe doesn’t fit, don’t make it. If the journey your travelling seems to far fetched and wild beyond your imagination; continue on it, great things come to the risk takers. And last but not least, live today; here, right now, you’ll thank your future self for it later. — Nikki Rowe
Reason 3: It’s A Hobby I Can Do With My Hubby.
What more can I say? With myself behind the keyboard and Rhett behind the camera, this little space of ours in the big ol’ blogosphere has actually elevated our relationship to a wonderful new level. We now have a business partnership of sorts. And if nothing else comes out of this hobby, the memories and experiences Rhett and I have curated together since starting Olive and Clo has already paid our efforts back in spades.
The purpose of life, after all, is to live it, to taste experience to the utmost, to reach out eagerly and without fear for newer and richer experience. — Eleanor Roosevelt
That’s it from me today. As always, I hope you guys enjoyed this blog post. And until next time, stay safe!
Love Linda, xo