Life and circumstances are inbetween me and Europe at the moment. But I don’t let that stop me from travelling. Sometimes I take vacations daily…in the blink of an eye I am there. I love going to the castles along the Rhine, and within minutes, I’m having espresso at a cafe in Provence.
OK. Here’s my secret right of passage. I collect those big coffee table books…I get alot at Borders and Barnes and Noble…they are usually on the bargain tables for $7.99 or less. In the wee hours of the morning when the house is quiet, I will sip my coffee and literally merge with the pictures. I’m there. I’m in the gardens of Cornwall, I’m at the enchanted castle Neuschwanstein in Bavaria, I’m at a quaint cafe in Provence, Villa Borghese in Rome…all in my minds eye. Try it sometime. It’s refreshing. I literally feel as though I’ve escaped, for a few brief moments, to places I long to visit in person.
There is a beautiful home about three houses away from me. I have walked by that house a million times. Last week I noticed this beautiful statue on the side of the house. I looked a little closer…and noticed the old fashioned window with wavy glass (just like the stone homes in the Cotswolds where I spent a year). Uh oh…that longing came over me. I stopped for a few minutes and drank in the memories. Went home…got my camera…and captured the essence of my longing. Here it is. I look at this picture and I’m in England. I hear those “lovely” British accents. I see the charming stone homes in the countryside Cotswold villages. I remember how awesome it was to live there for a year.
We can’t always be where our hearts want to take us, at that moment. But when we are aware, often we can creatively find ways to appease our desires until the day we can experience them for real. I found Europe right in my “hood” – if only for a brief second. I now smile everytime I drive or walk by that house.
What’s in your hood?