Today I was listening to Chris Martin of Coldplay sing about a girl dreaming of paradise and it occurred to me I would have a tough time picking just one “happy place.” For some, it is sitting on a white, sandy beach blissfully staring into the blue abyss of the ocean. Others would prefer to rock climb up a nameless waterfall in the outback.
Playing catch in my backyard and or wrestling with my pals dog park pop into my mind as obvious choices, but that seems too easy. And (as it usually does) digging a little deeper led me down a surprising path of self discovery. As I thought more about it, I found myself in awe of the idea that we all have the power to construct our own version of paradise in our minds. Paradise looks different to everyone, which is what I would argue makes it so special. Happiness resides in this place, allowing its creator to be his or her true authentic self.
I know I have more than one of these places in my life. But if I had to pick just one, it would definitely be a combination of dreams and reality because (if you ask me) that is one of the many impressive things the mind can accomplish.
I do my best thinking on paper, so I dream myself a writing room.
It has no shortage of plush couches, fluffy pillows and blankets that smell deliciously like my forever home. My favorite music would be on a constant stream reverberating off the walls, which would be covered with pictures of my family and the written words of all those who inspire me. There would be a big bay window with another set of comfy pillows on the sill. At first, I pictured myself solo in this philosophically inspiring writing room. I saw myself alone with my thoughts.
Then today happened and reminded me of the role my reality plays in my dreams. Today was an action-packed day filled with treats, hugs and loved ones who never cease to inspire me. No, I would not chose to be alone with my thoughts in my writing room. I would choose to be surrounded with people and pets who love and support me and my writing.
I honestly can’t picture a paradise better than that.
Insightful post! I quite enjoyed reading it! 🙂 Thanks, Wiley!
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That is beautiful, Wiley!
Thanks Hope! 🙂
Really a nice one. I like it 🙂
I could almost see the room as you described it! Sounds almost identical to my dream workroom. What is it about bay windows with plush window seats that’s so comforting and inspiring , all at the same time 🙂 Loved this post Wiley!
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Still love me some time with my little people.
Your room sounds awesome and a bit similar to the room I described in my post.
I believe cushy chairs are ALWAYS a welcome addition to any room. Love the idea of a bay window, too, and the words of inspiration on the walls.