Today I needed to feel a burst of inspiration. My soul thrives to write words that touch people, letting them know they are loved. Then as I tried to pull thoughts and words together, I felt the horrors of writers block, my mind went blank. Then negative thoughts swirled around in my brain, telling me my words mean nothing, no one cares, who will read my perceptions and thoughts, who will take time to hear my voice. Just to listen. Maybe that’s the real problem, as a race, we are not listening, just running wide open.
I need the actions of those around me to be compassionate, empathic, caring, loving, sincere, understanding. I need to feel action of Love, to have a genuine smile, an embrace, a hug so tight I can barely breath. I need time with my loved ones, a good family dinner, filled with laughter, joy, hope, love, faith flowing over us, to be on the other side of these hard situations.
I need quality time with my my child’s family ,my precious grandchildren, who are loved more than they know. I miss them to my core, so close yet far away. Grateful for face-time, texting, just not the same as a real visit, face to face.
To thrive, I need time; time to be alone, to feel my feet touch the grass of the earth, dig my toes in warm sand, feel the coolness of the ocean breeze, the warmth of sun on my face. I need a good book that smells like an ancient library, when opened dust falls off, my hands being first to read it in ages. I want to sit and have coffee with a friend or walk out on the deck stare at the heavens, to gaze upon majestic stars, laid by a creator as an afterthought.
My “Happy Place” is first spiritual, it holds my faith, my foundation and love. Second it is my center of hope expressed by writing, designing, planning, building my dreams. Lastly, it’s the strength that holds me together, it’s the place, I go to to pray, talk, scream, sob, let it all out, it’s my place of safety, to forgive and arise.
Maybe it re-starts right here, I need to love me first, take care of myself, so that I can thrive. I take back my “Happy Place” my life. Now, I go to my happy places, spiritually and physically that will regroup, rejuvenate, allow me to rise. ….. My faith the beginning.
The physical happy places I like to go are church, thrift stores, parks, oceans, lakes, libraries, front porches and believe it or not, I love Whole Foods, its an adventure. $$$
Praying you find your own “Happy Places” spiritually and physically.