Sometimes… sometimes it isn’t church people need to reground them. Like I talked about yesterday.
Sometimes it’s a mountain. I used to hike when I lived in Montana and that always felt like going to church. Even looking at the mountains. Peaceful.
Sometimes it’s a good book that takes people away. The Cowboy and I were talking about insightful versus just good fiction reads tonight.. as we spent some time at the bookstore.
Maybe a long, hard workout. Or a hot yoga class.
Or a ride. On a bike. (Sarah, never noticed the police sticker on the back of the bike until was posting this pic from our ride.. curious of the story behind it!)
Or, a horse.
Maybe a concert. The dog park. Or a night out with friends.
There are a lot of things that help someone let go, step back, escape for even a few minutes.
Sometimes though .. there is just NOTHING like a good vacation. Forces you to step outside the drama of the everyday. Helps hit the reset button.
If I could send a few wonderful people on a good vacation right now, for even a few days, I believe the world would be a much more calm, happy place. Maybe.
Maybe not. But sometimes, it is nice to think about, if not try. Because then, even if it is for a few moments, you can pull yourselves away from their drama.
Tomorrow’s blog (I think. If nothing else pressing comes up): Why it’s not called ‘a lasso’. Or, perhaps, ‘what happens when your child walks in on ….’ You know, a much lighter, mortifying topic.