Tropical flowers in the Denver Botanic Gardens Atrium
When the mind is willing but the body is aching, sniffling, sneezing and not about to go anywhere, I go back to my photos of warm, colorful, enchanting places and think myself out of here.
Years ago, in my spelling bee days, I had to spell the word vicarious. According to the rules I was given the definition. I didn't think much about it then but now I must admit that vicarious experiences account for a fair amount of my stress management and mental equilibrium. If not for the places I mentally travel through reading, writing, art and even this blog, perhaps I would be less calm in the face of life's storms. Perhaps vicarious mind trips are just a socially acceptable type of denial--or avoidance--but I prefer to think of them as a "time out" while I re-gather my wits, health and abilities to cope with the routine chaos of life.
So, enjoy your day while I sip tea, eat chicken soup and enjoy the tropical flowers.
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