That’s how I feel when I’m on Sanibel Island.
Crossing over that causeway, I leave my thoughts, work, to-do lists, schedule, and worries on the mainland and cross over into blissful oblivion. While there, my mind wanders and dreams without the daily hustle and bustle. Towards the end of every trip, I feel like I’m at the bottom of a pool, getting ready to push to the surface and pick up on the schedule I left untouched above my head. It’s that unsettling moment of knowing you need to go back up for air, but not wanting to break the sweet serenity you’re experiencing. It’s kind of bittersweet really. There’s a lot of great stuff at the surface…but it takes work to find that same feeling of peace.
Each time I cross back over that causeway to the mainland, life hits me like a ton of bricks. But in that bittersweet moment of pushing off the bottom of the pool to come back to the surface, I know I have a choice to make. You see, all of my underwater dreaming can either live as underwater fantasies or they can become realities on the surface–the choice is up to me. After enjoying those moments of dreaming, it’s important to embrace the surface of implementing those dreams–and that is the hard part.
Ultimately, going back up for air and implementing my dreams and taking the time to figure them out will allow me to dive back into the water with room for new dreams…and that’s worth it.
Welcome back to the world.
And yet, in the craziness of everyday, it’s so easy to forget those dreams that I blissfully enjoyed underneath the comfort of my liquidy blue blanket. And I know that forgetting them and allowing them to slip into missiles of regret hinders new dreams I can enjoy the next time I dive into my Sanibel paradise. So, I made a list.
Yes, yes. I’m somewhat of a list maker. My journal is littered with lists: to-do lists, wish lists, goal lists, and book lists. Lists for some odd reason resonate within my brain, triggering this sensation of organization. My world may be completely disorganized, but if I have a detailed list, my mind can at least rest in ease.
So I created a list of things that bring me bliss. In the stressful daze of life, when I don’t have the opportunity to jump feet first into my pool of dreamy serenity, I have a couple other options that can do the trick and revitalize my emotional endurance to keep working on my dreams.
1. The beach.
3. An iced mocha with whip cream.
4. Bright, summery nail polish.
5. Tropical flowers.
6. My Adele Pandora station.
7. Experimenting with photography.
8. Reading RELEVANT Magazine.
9.Watching movies that inspire me.