Soul Therapy
I went on a 15 mile bike ride this morning. Although it was extremely windy, I pushed through it (and the gears) and had a good ride. It's always good to ride - a way to clear my head - or as I call it, soul therapy.
I can't say that I accomplished much this weekend, which is probably alright. I find it difficult to give myself permission to chill out and enjoy some down time. Other than bike riding, I went to the flower shop and bought some more flowers, which I needed like a hole in the head. But they are ohhh, soooo pretty. I definitely take after my mother as she loved gardening. She planted a large vegetable garden and enjoyed fresh eating as well as canning produce in the fall. She always saw that her family's needs were met and she loved providing fresh produce for our table.
Now flowers, that was her joy; she would tend them morning, noon and night. And I find myself doing the same. There is something so uplifting about seeing the blooms, the aroma, the delicate petals waving in the breeze, soaking up the sun. I find myself walking around the house just enjoying the beauty. It is, in its own way, soul therapy.
Last week I had the pleasure of meeting the DJ's of my local radio station...Mix93.3. I listen to music almost 24/7. This station plays the most amazing music and it's due largely in part to the DJ's and the request line. It's one of the few live and local stations in the region. The DJ's are hilarious and always entertaining. I've always wanted to show appreciation in some way. This past Wednesday, my day off, I purchased snacks and beverages and delivered them to the station. They were most appreciative. To show their appreciation, they gave me a behind the scenes tour of the station and even let me introduce a song live On-Air. Yes, I selected Journey's "Don't Stop Believing." It was amazing. I'm pretty sure that I found my calling if I were ever need to start a 2nd career. To say that music touches my soul is an understatement. I connect with the songs, the lyrics move me and speak to me, my soul. I laugh, I cry, I reflect, I dream, I live. Music is ....soul therapy.
Whatever You Want
I can't say that I accomplished much this weekend, which is probably alright. I find it difficult to give myself permission to chill out and enjoy some down time. Other than bike riding, I went to the flower shop and bought some more flowers, which I needed like a hole in the head. But they are ohhh, soooo pretty. I definitely take after my mother as she loved gardening. She planted a large vegetable garden and enjoyed fresh eating as well as canning produce in the fall. She always saw that her family's needs were met and she loved providing fresh produce for our table.
Now flowers, that was her joy; she would tend them morning, noon and night. And I find myself doing the same. There is something so uplifting about seeing the blooms, the aroma, the delicate petals waving in the breeze, soaking up the sun. I find myself walking around the house just enjoying the beauty. It is, in its own way, soul therapy.
Last week I had the pleasure of meeting the DJ's of my local radio station...Mix93.3. I listen to music almost 24/7. This station plays the most amazing music and it's due largely in part to the DJ's and the request line. It's one of the few live and local stations in the region. The DJ's are hilarious and always entertaining. I've always wanted to show appreciation in some way. This past Wednesday, my day off, I purchased snacks and beverages and delivered them to the station. They were most appreciative. To show their appreciation, they gave me a behind the scenes tour of the station and even let me introduce a song live On-Air. Yes, I selected Journey's "Don't Stop Believing." It was amazing. I'm pretty sure that I found my calling if I were ever need to start a 2nd career. To say that music touches my soul is an understatement. I connect with the songs, the lyrics move me and speak to me, my soul. I laugh, I cry, I reflect, I dream, I live. Music is ....soul therapy.
Whatever You Want
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Right now we here in Canada (and elsewhere) could sure do with a lot of soul therapy after that disaster of a G7 conference that Trump attended here. So much for once friendly allies.