I do my best to stay aware of the news both domestically and internationally. Admittedly taking it all in is like trying to drink from a firehose. I get overwhelmed, saddened, and my heart goes out to those experiencing the effects of any current proclamation. Physically, I sense I’m about to grit my teeth, belt out an obscenity while my stomach clenches into a knot.
This is harmful to my health, and I know it.
I have had to devise ways to calm my system both mind and body. This is one thing I do when I’m riled up. I remember a place in which I felt at peace, safe, calm. My spots are always in nature.
I think every one of us has such a place.
Take a moment and let yourself remember. What is the first memory that comes to you?
Where is your place? It can be anywhere.
Hold the image in your mind and close your eyes. Breathe gently and rhythmically, not forcefully, deep, quiet breaths, just for a few moments. Notice what happens inside.
These moments won’t change the world, but they give the body a break. I usually feel more relaxed, a little calmer and more forgiving.
And able to return to the place in which I live with kindness and a generous spirit.
If you try this small step, please tell me about your special place. Send me a private email or share it in a comment. I believe it will help all of us.
Thank you. Love E
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We find special places almost every week. Wish you would join us sometime! Sigrid Freese303-929-8637
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In 1960, when I was seven we moved into a new home, one my parents had built actually, which was a classic 3 bedroom, 2 bath, ranch style house. It was in a neighborhood of similar homes built around the same time. Down the street was a ‘wild area’ with a little creek, brush and trees. Back off the road there was a tall tree which was a safe haven. Looking back I think it must have been a weeping willow because I remember the feeling of leaning against the tree while the long, draping branches formed a circular cocoon of safety around me. Thanks Elizabeth for inviting that memory in; I loved it there.
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Hey Gregory – What a wonderful description of your cocoon! Thank you 🙂
So delighted to have connected you with your memory.
Love
Elizabeth
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