I pondered a happy moment
In my mind, listening to Gray Street and reading an article on self-sabotage, I pondered a happy moment.
My hair streaming back in a wind, gazing toward the sky with sun-near setting, facing the orange western light as the wind went up the stairs in front of the library. I love that stairwell, and have taken many pictures of the sky from it.
It occurred to me that the joy in that location is a lesser, safe version of something I could feel. I focused on the feeling and let a different situation form...
Standing at the top of a cliff on a hill I've just climbed, facing the sky. Blue skies, with clouds and sunlight casting striking shadows on the hilly horizons before me. Strong winds whipping my hair around, until I pull it back in a ponytail anyway! I shoulder my backpack and check the sun in the sky... it's low, with shadows going increasingly horizontal and the light turning orange. I will not climb down the hill in the night, but set up a tent and campsite somewhere sheltered from the wind.
My goodness, but the exercise and things to learn before me doing that is even moderately safe! I'm not currently organized enough to get laundry done when Brad's got the day off. I don't want to carry large bags in the snow by myself, and the people I know with cars aren't available during the day today. I don't want to mess up the DnD opportunity tonight by doing laundry this evening.
Think I should reconsider my priorities? The role-playing group at the very least has socializing and fun, which are also things I'm short on right now. I'm not weeding it out of my life any time soon.
My hair streaming back in a wind, gazing toward the sky with sun-near setting, facing the orange western light as the wind went up the stairs in front of the library. I love that stairwell, and have taken many pictures of the sky from it.
It occurred to me that the joy in that location is a lesser, safe version of something I could feel. I focused on the feeling and let a different situation form...
Standing at the top of a cliff on a hill I've just climbed, facing the sky. Blue skies, with clouds and sunlight casting striking shadows on the hilly horizons before me. Strong winds whipping my hair around, until I pull it back in a ponytail anyway! I shoulder my backpack and check the sun in the sky... it's low, with shadows going increasingly horizontal and the light turning orange. I will not climb down the hill in the night, but set up a tent and campsite somewhere sheltered from the wind.
My goodness, but the exercise and things to learn before me doing that is even moderately safe! I'm not currently organized enough to get laundry done when Brad's got the day off. I don't want to carry large bags in the snow by myself, and the people I know with cars aren't available during the day today. I don't want to mess up the DnD opportunity tonight by doing laundry this evening.
Think I should reconsider my priorities? The role-playing group at the very least has socializing and fun, which are also things I'm short on right now. I'm not weeding it out of my life any time soon.