Not giving up giving up

Lent ends tomorrow,but my commitments do not. I tried a whole range of things this year, taking some inspiration from 40 Acts ( daily suggestions for acts of generosity) that saw me raise conversations about period poverty for example. I also made more of an effort to choose vegan. Mainly tho my efforts focussed in reducing my plastic usage. This was really quite tricky, and I didn't always manage. Some foods we have not had much of as a result - soft fruit for example which I couldn't source without plastic. But overall what we have eaten has tasted better as I've had to put effort in to avoid tubs.
The warm potato salad I've just consumed was delicious; the coleslaw I made earlier this week really felt like I could definitely count it as vegetable portions; the hummus a garlicky delight. Better yet I then used the chickpea water to make a vegan meringue topping for a lemon meringue. I didnt whisk it long enough but it still tasted yummy.

Flamborough head

I didn't realise how lovely it is at Flamborough head. And how from different angles it can look so different.

I can

I can't control:
The sea
The cockerel from crowing at 4.30
What people do
Who wants to be with me

I can control:
What I do

Yesterday I had a couple of adventures, and started a novel lent to me by a colleague, that's based on Hosea.
I wonder what I will do today, last full day here.
Some pics from the last two days :

Sounds of the shore

I'm definitely getting better at spending time in my own company. The trick is trying to move beyond the feelings that people don't want to spend time with me, to seeing it as an opportunity to spend quality time with myself and God. This morning I enjoyed 3 hours, mostly on the beach (I know,I don't even like beaches!) And had a lovely time, singing, clambering, noticing. A song from my primary school came back to me unbidden, about listening to God at the shore. I think I heard God more in the pebbles as the water receded and they rubbed up against each other. It was interesting watching the waves, unpredictable and so powerful. I've had bad experiences of waves before (tho also positive ones as a young child, when I was nicknamed surfer the great).
I even posted on fb a video of myself singing some of the song - as you'll remember my only regret this year was not recording myself singing swing low, with the amazing acoustics, in Beaumaris Castle Chapel. I need to stop being afraid of other people's judgements and just do things anyway. I can't post it here tho as it's too big to upload.