Hubby and I were talking tonight and I mentioned to him that he reminds me of the greens and blues of a deep forest. In fact, if you asked me to visualize Hubby, that’s exactly what comes to mind. A deep forest. It’s not too dark there, but the colors are cool and calming. Still and active all at the same time. Being deep in the forest seems sort of solitary, even though you are never really alone. There is life teaming all about you. You are being watched by thousands of eyes. The forest is very aware of your presence. Once in a forest you feel the power of the trees, even though they are still. You feel as though you are in the middle of something that is infinite, hidden while in plain view, gentle and soothing, yet can be treacherous and cold. That’s my hubby.
He then asked me what I saw when I think of myself and I told him a meadow. A meadow surrounded by a deep forest. Accessible to all who stumble upon it, but not the easiest to find. A meadow is a place that’s teeming with activity and life and while you can definitely see the flowers, the tall grasses, bugs, birds and butterflies flitting around, there is more going on than meets the eye. You just have to be willing to look. I like to think of me as a meadow that’s hosting small children, limned in sunlight who are romping around and brilliant and laughing.
How do you envision your self?