Wouldn’t it be nice to just lay upside down and rest? It seems like it would do me some good to just trust in the innate goodness of the people around me – unless they’re riding motorcycles or driving a delivery truck, then BARK BARK! How about just wandering around outside for a while, smelling the smells, noticing all the little movements through the trees? Swimming and swimming and enjoying the water? Running and running and chasing and playing? Hunting and killing lizards? Ok, maybe not that last one.
But really, when is the last time I just let myself be? When did I last put down my phone, step away from the computer, take off from work, and actually just soak in all the goodness around me? What about you?
When I’m mountain biking, I really get to settle into this spirit. As long as I’m not concerning myself with doing it perfectly, that is. When I’m riding, I don’t think about my to do list. I don’t think about my worries. I think about how I’m going to not crash my bike into that tree. And how pretty the light looks shining through the fluffies and flowers and leaves on the trees. It’s been so pretty out lately.
When I’m replanting my succulents, sorting out the leaves to make new plants, and watering them, I feel this sense of peace as well. I don’t mind a little dirt under my nails. I don’t mind a little sweat. Time can pass and before I know it, it’s sunset. And I’m wishing I had a thousand more days to spend like this, just BEing.
I dream then. I dream of my one-day epic #jemmamaryrosegarden where I’ll share games and lessons and parties with my loved ones. We’ll have lights strung up in the yard. And music, definitely music. But most of all we’ll have each other, and we’ll have love, peace, happiness, and togetherness. Even just for those moments, we will still BE.
Gotta do this more often. Disconnect from media and reconnect to life and people and nature. Hoping to do a mountain biking road trip around Florida over the holidays. Hopefully to a few places with no internet signal. I wonder if I can make myself disconnect. Could you? Will you?