(Author’s Note: Family has been an important part of my life, and last week I was in Reno with my strong, beautiful, and courageous niece and my sister. It was a great time, and while I missed writing, I relished my time with my family even more. Here’s this week’s fictioneers:)
The Dreams Remain The Same
by Miles H. Rost
Paul woke up that morning, and called into work. He was taking a day.
He left his phone by his workstation. He left his music device by his bed. He left his car at home.
He left his shoes at the door, his socks at the end of the bed.
He walked out back, through the woods behind his house, behind the school nearby.
He found a nice stump, sat down, and took in the first breath.
With no one around, Paul spent the entire day connected to nature, sorting out his thoughts.
All in blessed silence.
I really liked the list of things he left. That works so well
I’ve found in my time since this story was posted just how “too connected” that we all can be. That’s something to work on in the next years.
Beautiful. i often disappear into the trees just like this.
It’s a great feeling, lemme tell ya.
Like Neil, I love the listing of all he left behind so he could breathe. Wonderful, Miles
Well, thank you kindly! The idea of leaving things behind and grounding is something I’ve been trying to learn over the 6 months since this story was put forth.
It’s not an easy task.
Sometime we all need such a precious moment – if only.
At one with nature, if only for a day. Something we should all consider from time to time. Well done.
It’s good to ground. At least, that’s one thing I learned from my father (a gardener) and my mother (a massage therapist).
All the distractions, including socks and shoes :). I’d love to do that! Sadly, my feet would object strenuously object.
Even just dipping your feet in the grass outside on your lawn is a perfect way to ground. Sitting, even. Always works in a pinch for me.
My kind of a mental-health-day! Hurray!
Especially when you have the time off to do so. There’s at least 1 mental health day written into my employment agreement, so it’s always nice.
That sounds like a great therapy.
Nature is always the best counselor.
A lovely way to spend time
If only we as humans did it more. One of the things we learn as kids, but forget when we move into adulthood.