There is something mysterious about lighthouses. They are man-made yet profoundly connected to nature: overlooking the sea, standing alone among rocks and sand, guarding both ships and shores against one another. A beacon of calm among storms. A beacon of hope among the darkness. A refuge from the madness of the world.
Today, I invite you to imagine what your day in a lighthouse would look like?
⛯ What is the weather like?
⛯ How does the lighthouse look inside?
⛯ What smells are in the air?
⛯ What sounds can you hear?
⛯ What do you do after you wake up?
⛯ What activities do you do during the day?
⛯ Do you have a ritual of lighting up the lamp? If so, describe it.
Here is my daydream:
I wake up in the morning to the sound of waves lapping onto the shore and seagulls squeaking fiercely in their search for food. I go down to the kitchen and make myself a cup of coffee. The smell of freshly ground beans fills the lighthouse.
The whisper of the sea is calling me.
I take the cup and go outside to watch the dance of the waves. Sometimes I join them, letting myself be wild as they are. Swaying my hips, swaying my arms. Swaying. Swaying. Swaying.
When I come back to the lighthouse, I get changed and wrap myself in a blanket. I sit in the armchair and read a book, jazz playing quietly on the old record player.
The day is deliciously slow. Cooking, writing, painting. Being. Mhmm.
When it gets dark, I climb the stairs and light up the beacon. Its bright light sparkles across the darkness. Flash. Flash. Flash. Like a heartbeat.
I know that living in a lighthouse probably is quite tough and not as romantic as I imagine it. But what is the imagination for if not for daydreaming, creating a perfect spot in our minds to stop by and rest when we need it?
Share your daydreams in the comments if you feel like it 💚
Let Yourself Be Creative!
Birkiverse 