Hobbies are like a patch of wildflowers that somehow connect with the deepest part of the soul.
Sit beside a babbling brook and, within moments, your mind and body start thanking you for the reprieve, lavishing warmth and coziness as if you’ve slipped into the safest, most beautiful place you’ve ever known
Some days in nature, you spot a hill just over there, the one you’re certain holds a spectacular view. So, you take the incline. Halfway up, you stop and rest, soaking in another moment of tranquility before venturing on because the vista never fails.
A hobby is like that.
It quenches the thirst for sanctuary. Sometimes like the reprieve of a babbling brook, bliss rises quickly to the surface. Other times the serenity must be earned
You don’t even have to be good at it.
Wildflowers don’t wait to be exceptional before they bloom.
A hobby is nature in your own hands.
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Wildflowers are just showing how wild and beautiful they are. No more force to be notice. I like how you connect it to our hobbies.
Yes, they like to shift their brilliance. Hi Hazel. Ty for reading and for being so kind.
It’s my pleasure to read the works of kind people here. They deserve support and beautiful connection. Hugs, Charli!
Your love of nature always shows through. Quitting the mind through nature and/or hobbies is refreshing. So often I treat it as if it’s only for free time, when I should recognize how vital it is.
Your hobby is reading all my stuff, lol. Seriously though, your time responding to your circle is so good for us, maybe not refreshing like writing can be, but you do that too. ❤️
Agreed! Embracing your “hobbies” will get you farther down that “journey!”