This post is not a typically reflective or cerebral post but just an observation from my experience of living next to the sea. You see the photo that accompanies this post? well you have two options as you walk along the seaside path.
- You can look at the majestic ocean, waves, clouds, boats, planes all which make the ever changing canvas I call home.
- Or you can look the other way, to the land and see the houses, beach huts, back yards, decks that people have made to their homes.
I would say that 7 out of 10 (my guess number) make the decision to look into people’s beach huts, or back garden/decks which look onto the sea. I am not being critical, I likely do the same, people just love people, they love to observe what others have created, how they live, a somewhat gentle voyeuristic interest in what people have done or how they live and imagine themselves living there or spending a moment where we call home.
I think the motivation is escapism. I think the feeling of calm and absorption they get as they marvel at a home or hut on the beach is similar to the feeling of peace that devotees of mindfulness enjoy. If that is the case then I would not want to discourage it but it’s interesting.