Where’s Your Happy Place..?


Halcyon – definition: calm : tranquil : peaceful : happy

Where is your happy place?

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With spring in full flow here on the prairie’s, the trees have burst forth with waxy new leaves, the bird’s are busy building nests and evening’s can be spent on the deck. From my writing desk I can view through the front and back of the house onto the acreage so I am surrounded by nature – perfect. Gone are the stark grey and black birch tree trunks of the winter months. Squirrels scamper about, woodpeckers are busy drumming, and butterflies flutter. There are flashes of bushy tails  and vibrant wings against the green foliage. The air is full of bird song and croaking frogs with an evening chorus from the coyotes. Life is abundant.

 

 

New Writing DEsk 003So my happy place is either at my desk with the windows open or on the deck or walking (although the walking has been curbed somewhat with my back problems of late).

As a young child, one of my happy places was actually a small graveyard – bizarre I know, what can I say I was a strange child! I would sit in the quiet stillness underneath a willow tree beside a child’s gravestone. I cannot really explain why I felt so peaceful there but I did. Most of the time I was playing with numerous friends on bicycles, go-karts, building camps in the forest or generally hanging out but sometimes I just needed that peaceful place. Maybe it was because I was the oldest child of four and I wanted some space? Whatever the reason I felt re-charged and calm after visiting my special place.

Now-a-days, I can ‘escape’ into my creative world just as easily and find happiness there but experiencing life is always fun.

8 thoughts on “Where’s Your Happy Place..?

  1. I lived across from a very historic cemetery for a few years. There was a large hollow stump near the edge. Walking down the street was a happy place for me. (Of course, if I had walked down the street after midnight, I might not have felt quite the same. 🙂 )

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  2. My place is my home office I’ve created in the spare bedroom. I love it. I bought a wonderful, largish desk and I can close the door and have a quiet space that is mine. I just have to remember to tidy the desk sometimes because all that paper and books mess makes me stressy!

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    1. I’d planned on having my daughter’s old bedroom as an office when she moved to the basement suite but she turned it into a reptile room – so yet again I have to wait for my own study – one day!
      I’m the same, Rebecca I have to regularly tidy up and file.
      Thanks for dropping by.

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