Recently, I have been spending time reminiscing about my time in Tuscany. It was a place of beauty; cultured in slow peace and simplicity. Tuscan summer, newly married; I discovered the pleasure of breathing deeply, smiling warmly and whole-heartedly, being present and delighting in each magical moment. I’ve been reflecting on that time, and it is my compass needle pointing to the feeling and rhythm I desire for my life.
I had a grand coaching session today; connection and energy that really light up my day and my life. I feel so fortunate to be doing what I am doing.
Which brings me to this–I’m reading Every Day in Tuscany, by Frances Mayes. I’ve also read her other books, Under the Tuscan Sun and Bella Tuscany. I read this passage the other day, and recalled it today.
“In my early Italian years, the natural renewal I experienced came largely from being at home in nature again, playfully as in childhood. As we began hacking brambles from the land and planting gardens–a rose garden, an herb garden, a vegetable garden, a shade garden–I realized that the blistering work, the aches and sweat and scratches of restoration were, like writing, where work and play became the same.” ~~ Frances Mayes, Every Day in Tuscany.My wish for us, you and me, is that our future is filled by this place and time, where work and play become the same.
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