A Quiet Place

      


            I sit in my car looking out onto the lake near my home. It is quite an interesting lake. It is the topic of ghost stories around Halloween and theories are numerous about the origins of its water and it's exact depth.  I sit here looking out and I feel peace. I come here to clear my mind of all the clutter and sometimes I even write.


I pray here too.
  

It seems that this is one of the only places my mind is at rest. Usually throughout the day it's pushed to race through "have tos" and "Gotta Dos". Lately, more often then not it's hard to concentrate on one thing at a time; all important and non important things are in a mish mosh and there I am trying to weed out the nonsense..sort of like untangling christmas lights.


So I sit and listen to classical music and  b-r-e-a-t-h-e


I let my thoughts flip quickly through my brain hoping I can somehow slow it down to concentrate like when a hand quickly skims a book or magazine trying hard to find a page to settle on and read.






I breathe deeply and find that moment of clarity where I write poetry in my head or find a spot on the lake that would make a great painting. There is no noise or stress of limited time. I am free of all distractions of the day....

until...

         my mom calls with a question about a doctor's appointment.



My Daughter calls to remind me that she has basketball try-outs




and my husband calls to say that the car needs 1,100.00 worth of repairs in order for it to pass inspection.

I click a few pictures.

        I breathe deeply again.



                    Goodbye Peace...checkya later

          
                                         Hello Life....I'm back.





Do you have a place that you go to once in a while to get away from it all...even if its just for a few minutes?