When I traveled to Germany (photo above), and in fact many of the places I’ve been to while in Europe, I’m awed by the open spaces I see. Rolling land for miles and miles, sometimes with hedgerows and sometimes dotted by sheep, but just rolling along and fairly unobstructed.
It always makes my chest swell with the most joyous feeling.
Back home, I’d feel constricted by the buildings and cramped skyline of my surroundings and I’d become tense and tight.
In 2005 I traveled to Montana with the thought of moving there. The more time I spent in that state, the more comfortable I became and I was convinced that I needed to move out of the concrete canyons and live somewhere with a bit more open space.
It took 7 year after that trip to finally land in a new place, but almost one year ago we moved to an area that is more open and feels more like home to me.
Funny, because my mother swore I’d be the city girl.
Now, when I get a bit tight and scrambled in the head, I go for a short drive around on local roads and I see rolling hills and fields with horses or cows, or even sheep and alpacas and I’m happy. Truly, blissfully, break out into a huge smile happy. I’m not sure what it is about the land, the trees, and the view of an open sky that generates this high, but I’m not complaining one bit.
In fact, I just got back from another drive and my goodness!, do I feel good. :0)