I Dream of Peace: My ideal vacation
I generally have dreams of tropical vacations. Oceans with waves crashing into waves, my feet gently caressing the sand. Sun, lots of sun. I want to parasail or get on one of the paddle boats, and end the day exhausted and happy from all of the fun activities. I imagine swimming with the dolphins-which I have never done, and going on adventure experiences, like exploring caves or late night luau’s that include the ceremonial lighting of the tiki torches. Hawaii, Jamaica, it doesn’t matter. Someplace with tropical weather and a nice hotel that has unlimited drinks with fancy umbrellas. That has always been a part of my ideal vacation.
Things are different now. I am different. I would definitely take the tropical experience, but lately I find myself wanting something less conventional. A quiet get away without well-crafted plans. Maybe a notebook and a pen and fresh air. Silence, or the soundtrack of nature- the rustling of the leaves when the wind blows, birds singing, the quartet from crickets or whatever bugs sing to me, but make themselves scarce. I would like lots of green trees, and a lake or a stream-some kind of water. I always like the water. It’s soothing, like a lullaby and I can get lost watching it flow over the rocks or glisten in the sun.
Maybe one of the days, it would rain. I could just sleep in nestled beneath a warm blanket, enjoying the sounds of the drops against the cabin window. I would drag that blanket to a comfy chair and curl up with a good book, or write one-one of those. It would be peaceful, soothing, calming. The fresh air, no electronics, no social media distractions, no schedule. Maybe at night I would light a fire and watch the stars and just be. A perfect vacation for my mind, body and soul.

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