This spring is about self-care in our family. The ‘for sale’ sign in the front yard, packed boxes sprinkled around, and the punctuation of routine with frenzied clean-ups for potential buyers has put strains on all of us.
Obvious and subterranean strains.
A few months ago, we started meditating at bedtime. We spent a week thinking about our happy places, imagining what they’d be like.
I admit, that was inspired by a pinterest board of “reading nooks” and I think we all do have books in our happy places. If you follow Funnermother on facebook, you know the kids’ mortifying addition to their happy places that left this leftie mom chagrined (happy servants to bring them happy snacks and clean the happy cat boxes!).
But we pushed on, and the happy place has become part of our nightly meditation. It will eventually follow us to our new home, and it is always available if needed in the daytime.
And you know what?
My legendary insomnia is not as severe, and the boy has stopped asking the old standard bedtime question, “Can you help me think happy thoughts?”
He can do it himself! Ah, resilience.
Do you have a happy place?
Whether it’s the wide ocean, a cozy cottage in the woods, a treehouse, lighthouse, or tiny house, whether you want sun or candlelight or cats or tea or coffee, you need a happy place, and I’m sprinkling a few into this post.
Just click on one and you can purchase a print on Etsy, a handmade broker.
Or commit it to memory.
You deserve a happy place. Or two.
Other posts on sensory processing include: