Wednesday, June 16, 2010
There are certain places, spots and spaces that draw our souls out and up where they are finally able to breathe. This spot is one such place for me. Its across town on a little bridge that leads to a one-street island of about nine homes all of which have stunning lake views front and back. A dreamy place. Somedays when I'm in the area and have an extra few minutes I drive here, but on this day we biked and paused to sniff the sweet lake water that always takes me back to being eight and learning to fish for brim off a friend's dock. For me, places near water are essential to capture a slice of tranquility. And in this case the breeze through the low hanging moss off the cypress trees on either side of the bridge also contributes to transporting my soul to a restful, thoughtful place. I wonder if you have a tranquil place and what happens in you when you go there?