My Place (Revisited).

Some time ago I wrote a post that I entitled something along the lines of “My Place” and it’s something I feel like I need to recover. The theme of the post was managing stress and with a lot of crazy going on in the world and no decline in global stress levels, we all could use with a good way to deal with it. I am not saying this is a good way or the right way to deal with stress, it is however my way and I hope by sharing it anyone reading this can find the best way they manage stress…

“My place” are two words commonly used to refer to ones home, “Do you want to come back/over to my place?” being the most common phrasing they’re used in. I use them this way like most people, but I also use them in a way all my own. I still use them in reference to a place of my own, but this place isn’t a home or even a physical space/building for that fact. I use “my place” to describe a head space.

My place is visual headspace I go to when I am starting to stress out or when I need to focus on something. Almost like a form of meditation I push everything out of my mind, close my eyes and no matter where I am or what’s going on around me I can have some time to my self to gather my thoughts.

When I first chose my place I had to chose carefully. In the end I went with a beach I’ve been going to since I was a child. My family and I have gone to this beach for as far back as I can remember, but I chose this beach not because of any sentimental value holds but because of how extremely peaceful it can be. At night I can go there, sit on a bench and just  listen to the crash of the waves  with nothing but my thoughts to keep me company. It’s impossible to go there and not feel calm. When ever I go there it’s as if my problems just wash away with the tide and in that moment…

I can just be me.