…does a body good.
I’m upstate in the country and riding solo for a few days. Yes, I miss the hubs, but I most definitely do not miss schlepping around the city in the 95 degree weather and am welcoming a refreshing break from the craziness of NYC for the next few days.
I’m anticipating there will be a lot of reading, knitting, fiddling with my sewing machine, eating whatever produce I find at the local farmers market (and whatever ice cream I find in my freezer), attempting to figure out the self timer on my camera, and lots of afternoon napping. Fifteen years of employment with a pathetic vacation schedule and I’m finally starting to remember what a summer holiday feels like. And I’m loving it.
I’ve always loved Anne Morrow Lindbergh’s, Gifts from the Sea. Its one of those books that I re-read every few years. For me, it reminds me to enjoy the small pleasures of life and find contentment in the occasional times of solitude that serve to recharge the soul.
In the book, Anne Lindbergh takes a reprieve from the demands of everyday life and escapes to the beach where she meditates on her own balance of life, work, and relationships – and in the process, develops a great appreciation for a little time on her own. This is one of my favorite quotes from her book:
“Certain springs are tapped only when we are alone. The artist knows he must be alone to create; the writer, to work out his thoughts; the musician to compose; the saint to pray. But women need solitude in order to find again the true essence of themselves… The problem is not entirely in finding a room of one’s own, the time alone, difficult and necessary as this is. The problem is more how to still the soul in the midst of its activities. In fact the problem is how to feed the soul.” – Anne Morrow Lindbergh
My plan over the next few days is to 1) throw away my plan, 2) make plenty of blueberry iced tea and 3) feed my soul with plenty of crafting, reading, walking in the woods…. and ice cream.
Hoping everyone finds their own little ways of recharging over the holiday week!
(the early morning view on the local country roads)