When my student's asked me last week why I wouldn't be in school for a week I told them I needed therapy. Some just smiled & giggled, other's were concerned & asked if I was okay?
I said I'm okay - but I'll be even better when I return.
"Well, where are you going? Will you have to go to a hospital?" they asked.
"Yes, I have to go far away. My "hospital" is on a sandy shoreline & the doctor is the best you can find."
I am enjoying this 10 or 12 step program.....and it is beginning to quiet my mind & my soul.
Day 1 found me walking the shores early in the morning & sighting dolphins, pelicans & many, many shells.
Then I spent time in session facing the sun.
Day 2 found me in church, then because the temps had dropped - therapy was moved to the outlet mall. Retail therapy they call it.
Day 3 found me again walking the shores in the early morning with my Dream Boy. I was then sent to the poolside to again, face the sun.
Day 4 I am finding my soul quieting & my heart listening. I am savoring the sights, the sounds, the smells and the fact that there is no schedule. Just be.........
2 comments:
I want my Dr. to send me to your hospital. Sounds like you are "recovering" nicely!! Have fun!
dear patti,
i imagined myself being on this beach
with the sand in between my toes...still imagining!
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