When my sister Martha, a caregiver at The Toledo Hospital, is feeling sick herself (or just bored) she likes to transport herself to her favorite place. Through the magic of daydreams, she finds herself in La Jolla, California, gazing out at the gorgeous Pacific as he rises towards the shore.
Important as it is to be fully present, we all enjoy the occasional refuge daydreams provide. One of my favorite poets, Robert Bly, describes this remarkably in the opening stanza of "Night."
If I think of a horse wandering about sleeplessly/ All night on this short grass covered with moonlight,/ I feel a joy,/ as if I had thought of a pirate ship ploughing through dark flowers.
What are the daydreams that bring you comfort amid your harried life as a caregiver?
-Erie Chapman [painting by Marcus Stone]
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