I am a daydreamer, always have been. My imagination has always wandered freely on its own. It is when I am inspired and when I find that sacred place of peace my soul savors so. I have been indulging in that this morning for a while, the sunshine taunting me to come outside, the need to do things pulling at me as well. Daydreaming for me often leads to piddling about while my imagination just breathes for a while. I can most often flit from one to the other… Daydreaming and piddling about.

I can also lose myself in walking and hiking. AS I move through nature and find myself awed at beauty, the things that often go unnoticed by many, I find a clarity of mind that not only comforts me but inspires me as well. In these excursions in nature, I exist in the moment and feel a part of something much bigger than some imagine is possible. I feel God in those times, my soul breathes in deeply, and the chaos of the world and life seems to be frozen as I bask in His serenity.

I also lose myself in writing… At times, as I put words to paper or load them to the cloud, I become oblivious to the world around me. I become absorbed in the words, the flow of ideas, the rhyming, the storyline, and the ideas that form. All of these things help me recharge, relax, and reconnect with myself. Daydreaming, watching the world outside wake up, and letting my mind wander… the perfect start to my day.