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Walking in the woods.
Camera in hand. Loud music. Rain. |
For me it has been change in attitude.
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Getting my raging mop cut and colored after almost 6 months is going to bring me a lot of peace tomorrow, lol.
I look afright! Alternatively, meditation works wonders for me. Exercise; specifically walking outdoors is an excellent stress-buster. Prayer. And this might sound silly, but simple tasks help; for instance, focusing on cleaning or fixing something. Creative outlets, hobbies, etc; volunteering. (There's nothing better than helping out someone else in need to put your own problems into perspective!) I find these all particularly helpful around this time of year. lol, and there are lots of other things that make me feel peaceful too, but not anything I will be discussing here. :x |
Peace is the new pattern to my weekend.
A pair of my boxer briefs and some old sweater from the back of my closet become the sexiest lingerie on her. Faint threads of her perfume on my pillow when I settle into bed. She curls against me while she sleeps. I feel assaulted by a visceral response to the innocent warmth of her against me in the dark. I'm compelled to reach for her. Anticipation for the soft, sleepy sounds she makes as I wake her. Laying in bed, awake, eyes closed, mentally tracing her steps through the house based on the sound and smells of her Sunday morning ritual - fire place first, espresso maker next. Sunday NYT thumping onto my chair; metal scoop digging into a bin of black sunflower seeds near the side door; the patter of them filling the feeders and being scattered across the ground. Door closing quickly against the cold. The chime of a spoon stirring milk into her coffee. Creak of the cedar chest hinges as she pulls out that ancient quilt my grandmother made. Going downstairs quietly as I can. Hoping to catch sight of her settling into her new "habitat". I find her on the sun porch, wrapped up against the cold because the heat from the fire place rarely reaches back here. She cradles her favorite cup, a book left open by her side as she watches the Phoebes and Cardinals vie for the breakfast she left them. Her green eyes shift at the sound of me at the doorway. Some energy no one else gets to share slips away as I come into the room. She watches my face. Hesitation. She looks, waits, to see if some unwanted change has come to destroy this new world while she was sleeping. I make a silent promise, every time I see that look, that I won't ever sabotage her that way. Finding nothing to be afraid of she smiles that slow, crooked smile. Can't resist tugging her onto my lap, greedy for the warmth of her and the blanket. Kissing her until I'm ready to do something else. Maybe the day never progresses past this point. Who cares? It's Sunday. These are the sounds of our life - finally together. |
I'm most at peace when I get into the zone,sorta like meditation,no matter what i'm doing being in the zone make it more intense, more calm ( I know crazy) more able to do things with stablity.
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Peace for me is very visual. i find looking out the window at nature refreshing. When i look into the eyes of my family i find peace. My heart bounces when i see them smile. When H takes me in Her arms and holds me and Her heart beat. i watch Her hand as She strokes my arm. i am at peace when the image before me is at peace.
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Finishing a project . And enjoying my renovation.
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heavy rain outside, cosied up somewhere with a book and a cuppa
having all my bills and rent paid and feeling the ease of stress full body 2 hour massage accomplishing something I have on my list... feeling loved |
Prayer
Meditation Step work The 'right' people |
Hiking in nature.
Snuggling with our dog. Being near any natural body of water. Disconnecting from technology. |
Thunderstorms
sunsets mountains cuddling with Pearl in the morning reading a book by the lake looking into her eyes |
the mountains....
the ocean.... watching fireflies in the hayfield.... doing yoga... Native American music.... the cello.... the silence of snow falling.... |
Peace
Hi,
my country home and land give me peace. I love walking the land and watching the wildlife. I need wide open spaces to feel peaceful. Chad |
Alone time in my house
watching my dogs sleep meditation and lately listening to kirtan music :praying: |
Walking along the beach with the tide rolling in the evening while holding hands with your girl , whispering " sweet things" softly into her ear glancing every so often into her eyes , telling her your secrets and passions.....
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Learning to let go.
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Alone time and quiet time. I am requiring it more and more the older I get!
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meditation in the woods brings the deepest peace...
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Watching my son sleep. At that moment im at peace..cause I can see he's ok. Im not digging 17. And Im sure my sons keeping some of his lil exploits private. He's a kind young man but he is a 17 boy.
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