Let me tell you how I lost my mind. I was sitting on a rock...not just any rock, but a volcanic-y, limestone-y rock that had been in this particular place, in this particular bay, for much longer than I've been on this earth. The rock was rough under me, the sun was warm on my legs, sandy toes and face. I was looking at the sun light reflecting on the little waves that were rolling into this bay. I heard the sea and reflected with awe the beauty of it that I had just seen as I had been snorkeling. There was a Rock Cod with bright orange lips and the friendly Bream that made me laugh out loud under water because of their curiosity...the Angel fish who are beautiful and the Parrot fish with their babies. Then, there were the sounds...mostly the clicking you hear when crayfish are near but the different sounds of a life under water. I sat on this rock and lost my mind, and it was wonderful. I don't know about you, but I'm the sort of person who makes lists. When I have time off be it a weekend or a couple of days, my mind always turns to the things I could or should be doing. There are lists for work, lists for the family, and lists for just about everything. I think a lot of energy goes into these lists, written or mental. As I was sitting there on this rock, I realized that I was not making lists. I was not planning for the future, I wasn't even thinking about lunch. I had, in effect, lost my mind! My mind was truly lost, in the moment! It was a most liberating feeling. It wasn't that anything was possible,it was more that it didn't really matter... Could it be that I had lost my mind and given my control to a moment in time? I was astounded. I surrendered. It was liberating. Could I go back home, away from this bay and lose my mind and surrender control? Would my life be different if I could? Or couldn't? All I can really say was that the awareness of losing control was hard hitting. Maybe if I was less concerned with control, and more concerned with the awareness of losing it, I'd be able to tell which control was important and which things I should just let go. I think we go through different phases of losing control as we get older. Some things, we can't control...you will not be able to control your spouse or the opinions of your teenage son. But, you might be able to control where you live, how long you will live there and how you will leave this earth. I hope that wherever you are that you will be able to lose your mind and lose control for a moment. It may get you thinking.