A wide-open prairie. Happy little flowers. A nice sunset. And I can see for miles (and miles and miles). It's nice being inside my brain most of the time. I have a good perspective. There's the occasional rock to trip over or storm to weather. But I can most often see the end of it. Maybe that's what positivity and balance looks like to me.
But right now, the inside of my brain looks like this:
It's just full of dusty books and dirty pipes and I can't see beyond my own four walls.
I guess that's what stressed out and unbalanced looks like to me.
There's just a lot of stuff going on...in every aspect of my life. I know I need to take a moment to slow down and meditate on it, sort it out in my head. I also know that it will pass and I'll be back in my happy prairie again.
I'm ready for it now. I want to be like Carrie on the Little House on the Prairie and run down that hill, and fall in the grass and laugh and get up again!