“Inside myself is a place where I live all alone and that’s where you renew your springs that never dry up.” ~Pearl Buck
I was in need of renewal. I felt spent, drained, and depleted. This is how I end most summers. It’s a season of fiery intensity yet somewhat lack of inspiration and productivity. I believe in finding ways to center yourself on a regular basis–and then doing them. That is easier said than done for many, partly because discovering what it is that brings you back in touch with yourself and restores your life force energy is not always simple. Do you even recognize when you’re there–when you’re purely happy, when you’re at peace, when you’re connected to a force that is greater than that of everything else that is happening around you? It takes awareness, and intention, and gratitude. And for me it takes quiet. It takes nature. It takes alone time.
Quiet – Nature – Alone Time … the words alone make me want to purr~
I went on a weekend retreat to Cloudland Canyon State Park in North Georgia, a stunning park on the ridge of a deep gorge with hiking trails a galore, waterfalls, and gorgeous mountain vistas. I stocked myself up with my favorite snacks, a giant tote of books and notebooks, slipped on my cowgirl boots, and hit the road in my little vintage camper.
My intention: find myself again.