Walking with a friend not to long ago I found this secret place in the tree. As a young child I loved finding secret places and this one would be high on my list of places to hide and dream. I would imagine it was the home of trolls or maybe even a ladybug family. I had a wild imagination playing by myself.
This week I received the Spring issue of Victoria magazine. Do you receive Victoria in the mail? I have followed along for a long time. Each issue is like a mini-vacation or escape. When I was reading it I found the question "Reflecting on all of the abodes where you have lived, which house truly holds your heart?"
Secret places of girlhood dreams definitely hold my heart. I had an adventurous heart and traveled alone to imaginary worlds. Most often it was when my mom, sister, and I lived with my grandpa. A time when I was free to run, as long as I was home for dinner or when it got dark. There were friends in the neighborhood too and we could be found in the surrounding area playing hide & seek, softball, roller skating, or riding bikes. When the milkman came by on a hot summers day he would let us hop in his truck with chunks of ice and ride a couple blocks while sucking on pieces of ice.
So I think it isn't so much about a particular abode, but about how it makes us feel. For me it was the freedom of adventure and friendships, a time to dream.
observing the day, and dreaming.
Do you have a house or place that holds your heart?
Happy weekend, dear friends?
1 comment:
I love that perspective -- less about the place proper than the place it holds in your heart. Well, for me it's the cottage, as you might expect -- the time and place where the only child had siblings (cousins) for three months of the year and time was so carefree. I remember the kind of shock I had when sitting in the sun with my cousin David the summer we'd graduated from college. I'd go on to graduate school, he had a job lined up for the fall and he said, "We're never going to have it like this again." He was right. Well, almost. I sort of have it now so many decades later, but not the way it was then.
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