I have a place that heals and rejuvenates me every summer. It was introduced to me by my college room mate who is fortunate enough to own property there. It is an island that those who have spent any length of time on hold fondly in their hearts. The place? Cuttyhunk.
I visit for at least a few days at a time every summer. I eat home-cooked food, often made with garden-fresh produce because there are very few restaurants. I walk everywhere, climbing up and down the hilly roads, because the island is so small there is little need for a vehicle. I play volleyball, and partake in dance fitness class (but have yet to make it to sunset yoga on the beach). I walk barefoot and connect with the earth. I commune with the wind, sitting on bunkers, on the highest points of the island looking out at close to 360 degrees of ocean. I am buoyed and healed by the tranquil sea. I collect treasures along the shore. I worship the sun by day, the moon and stars by night.
Each visit, I have a profound experience learning about my true self.
This year, I returned from my four day vacation a solid 5 pounds lighter, (and still dropping) more relaxed, with better digestion, and increased muscle tone.
A few years ago, I decided to embark on my journey to become a health coach, and I had a vision of future health retreats on Cuttyhunk Island.
Iced tea on the porch, Churches Beach, Cuttyhunk MA
I had hoped to share with you more of the enchanting sites on Cuttyhunk, but a digital error erased the majority of the photos I took this July. Perhaps it’s better to remain a gorgeous mystery prime for discovery.