The best remedy for those who are afraid, lonely, or unhappy is to go outside, somewhere where they can be quiet, alone with the heavens, nature, and God. Because only then does one feel that all is as it should be and that God wishes to see people happy, amidst the simple beauty of nature.
Today was a gorgeous day, just perfect for a picnic lunch in a little park near our house. We live in the middle of suburbia, and sometimes I crave the wide open spaces and rolling hills of the countryside or alternately the visual stimulation of urban landscape. But today, this was perfect:
A meandering bike path. Sun-roasted fields. A bench. Nothing to do. Nowhere to go. Just a lazy Saturday afternoon to spend with my favorite person in the world.
I’ve been stressed out about my writing lately. It’s already November, for goodness’ sake, and the holiday season is bearing down upon us. Meanwhile, there’s so much I want to accomplish before the end of the year, and I’ve been afraid of failing. My writing is going well, but oh, so slowly. Some days, I have to remind myself to breathe.
And then there was today. Rejuvenating, restorative today. Somehow I’ve been brought back to peace, as though, as Anne Frank phrased it, “all is as it should be.”