When i lose sight of the child in me I tend to go and find a swing. I spend a bit of time going back and forth, allowing the years to peel away and the memories of just being a kid to take over. The worries stop, the angst of paying bills or making money begin to fade as the feelings of absolute joy settle in. I swear that 10 minutes of being on a swing is worth 10 hours of therapy. When was the last time you got on a swing and celebrated the child within?
Explore, September 19th, number 3.....wow and thank you everyone!!