A few weeks ago I went to visit a friend down south for the weekend. Friend doesn’t even sum her up, she’s family. Anyway, I really was long overdue for a visit, but life kept getting in the way. We finally just had to throw caution to the wind and put a weekend on the calendar, busyness be damned. And sure enough, as the weekend approached, life was feeling way too crazy for me to be taking off. I was behind on schtuff, and had lists of more schtuff coming up. Basically, the thought of taking a time out seemed stressful. But, I went. And the 3 hour drive alone was peaceful and lovely. It was a pretty cold weekend in Atlanta, but very hot with blue skies and farm land all around where I was heading. Ahhhhh.
About 30 minutes from my destination, I spotted the most beautiful roadside farmer’s market. I wanted to stop for a visit, but immediately heard my brain say, “naahhh, just hurry up. You’re almost there.” I caught myself in that moment and whipped my car in to the veggie stand’s dirt driveway. When I got out of my car, I was enveloped in a silence that I haven’t “heard” in a long time. Just quiet. Hot temperatures like it was still summertime, bees buzzing and all that heavenly quiet. In an instant, I realized “guuuurrrrl, you’ve gotten yourself so busy, you’ve forgotten what’s important!” I’ve always been someone that believes in my heart that usually the loud, busy things going on are not so “important”. But the quiet, uneventful things are the most important…..the most memorable. To me anyway. And I’ve let myself become flip flopped lately. I’ve been in “Git ‘er done” mode for quite a few months now. I was immediately so grateful for that still small voice that made me stop. I was feeling grounded again.
I started to walk around and saw a stunning field of sunflowers in the distance. I thought of my camera in the car and how I haven’t taken photos just for myself in a very long time. I then heard my “loud” side say, “oh, what a cliche, taking photos of sunflowers. plus stopping to take pictures is only going to hold you up from getting there.” So, I decided to get my head out of my arse and went back to the car to get my camera. And I breathed deeply and adored every minute walking amongst those cliched sunflowers. That break was just what I needed to reset myself. It was such an incredible moment, that even now, a few weeks later, I am still thinking of those sunflowers and looking deeply at what I think is important and not important. My views of that are probably different for me and my loved ones than they were a few years ago, heck, maybe even a few months ago, minutes ago. But that’s great! I love that. I’m actually someone who loves change! I love the feeling of shaking off the old and embracing the new. Realizing that something isn’t working any longer or that a new way is working and shaking things up a bit. And usually the shaking up isn’t some major event, it’s often small, as in a new realization, opinion, outlook, or point of view and beginning to wear it around until it’s time to change it all over again. hee!
So, this was long…..I really just came here to try to start catching up on my blog and post some pictures of sunflowers….and this is what came out. It was pretty magical, and then I bought a coke and mini homemade chocolate pecan pie. As I sat and ate outside, I felt so very grateful for grace and my life and everyone and everything in it. It was the perfect start to one of the most warm, nostalgic, hysterical and delightful weekends ever. Happy weekend to you!
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