We've just returned from a few days in the north woods of Wisconsin. After a month of family deaths and funerals and my own oral surgery that included a wait for biopsy results (it wasn't cancerous!), we really needed time away to just "be." It was just what the doctor ordered!
We have come home replenished—even though we could have used more time away. Both of us spent time just watching birds come to the feeders and listening to their songs and calls. Watching chipmunks scamper around the deck and flowers. One early evening, we listened to the rain fall gently on the leaves of the dozens of trees that surrounded the cabin in which we stayed. We read. Napped. Had good conversations. And just relaxed.
Now I wonder if it isn't possible to schedule something that is that renewing more often? Why not just build that into the schedule once or twice a year? Or more, if needed. In this crazy-busy world, most of us don't take much time to just be still. To just be. It's so restorative, however.
When did you last experience that type of thing? Do you regularly find times and spaces for renewal? If not, why not? I'm asking myself questions like that now, too.
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