New Happy Place

I found my new happy place. The old one just wasn’t cutting it. I would try to do what they said… close your eyes...relax…imagine a serene environment…look around you…fill in all the details…what colors do you see?... What aromas do you smell?... What sounds do you hear…Is there anyone with you?...What are they saying?... How do you respond?

Here’s a rough idea of a typical visit to my happy place:

I imagine a picturesque meadow by a lake... I take a deep breath...Ahhh…I look around...I see trees green with life, an aqua blue body of water…and a rainbow!… How nice... I see butterflies…their wings are brilliant colors of bright yellow and deep orange…I can smell the buttercups sprinkled among the grass all around me, under my feet…I hear the trees whistle, I hear the water lapping against the docks… I hear my daughter whining…she is pulling at me, begging me to play, again…I hear my husband say that the wash is done…I hear my cell phone ring…Its work telling me the server is down…I tell them I can be there in 20 minutes, I just need to put the wash in the dryer...feed, bathe and put my kid to bed…stop by target to get belated birthday cards and bug spray, yes, bug spray, because I’m a pathetic realist and along with my imaginary lake comes imaginary mosquitoes and now I have imaginary bites, but the itchiness is completely real… It’s driving me crazy…I’m so flipping uncomfortable, I could scream. My blood pressure is through the roof and think, “What the eff am I doing? I don’t have time for this! I just wasted 5 minutes, damnit!”

See? See what I mean? I just couldn’t relax in that happy place. I deperately needed a brand spakin new happy place. One that didn’t involve relaxation or serenity, because it’s nearly impossible for a Type A personality such as myself to accomplish this (not to mention an urbanite stuck in the middle of the woods, by a lake – what the hell was I thinking? How ridiculous is that? I mean, I have no friggin idea what buttercups smell like, for Pete’s sake!). I needed a happy place that still managed to let me escape but it was grounded in some type of reality, preferably removed from nature. And, of course, my family couldn’t be there. I tried to think out of the box…think square…think… think more me and less Sedona desert tree hugger…AND VOILA! It hit me!

My new happy place:

I’m in a bright room… I look up, I see soft white lights, they look like mini halos dancing above me… I look around, I see a medley of pink, brown and orange hues…I inhale...There is a powerful, yet sweet aroma surrounding me, it engulfs me like a lovely king size duvet…I hear a soft murmuring from the other side of the room… there are soft soothing sounds everywhere, so many I can easily tune them out… A gentle, petite woman suddenly appears in front of me…She looks weathered, yet wise beyond her years… She is smiling at me…She asks me how can she help me?… I calmly explain to her that I would like a box of the assorted munchkins and a small coffee to go.

Comments

[Denise]

YOU SAID IT! Dunkin Donuts is definitely the best happy place....but you know what could also be a very good competitor for a happy place....DAIRY QUEEN! Yummy!