Good times, good times
I meditate often. On the bus during my commute to and from work, when taking a bath, doing yoga, and other times I remember happy memories or places where I felt complete peace.
Today, I had a great moment. I decided to eat outside in the park. It was sunny, breezy, and in the 80s. There was the hustle of the city and the gorgeous architecture to look at. I sat in the grass and kicked off my shoes while I ate feeling the sun warm my skin. It was a great moment and one I will store in my memory.
My all time favorite time was in the summer of 2001. JJ, his daughter, and I went to a beach and had it pretty much all to ourselves. We built sand castles, had a picnic, looked for shells, and played in the water. We also saved a ray that had gotten beached. We made up stories about how the ship had sunk since we could just see the top of it sticking out in the ocean.
There are other memories that I have stashed like driving through the desert, camping in New Mexico, and visiting Bodega Bay that I revisit when I want to 'get away'.
Do you have memories you enjoy to revisit when feeling stressed or just because? What are your favorite memories or you favorite day/place?
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Whatever did happen to your soul?
I heard you sold it
Choose Heaven for the weather and Hell for the company
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