Do You Have A Time Out Space?

time out space

“I felt my lungs inflate with the onrush of scenery—air, mountains, trees, people. I thought, “This is what it is to be happy.” –Sylvia Plath

“The mountains are calling and I must go.” –John Muir

“I like this place and could willingly waste my time in it.” –William Shakespeare

“Adopt the pace of nature: her secret is patience.” –Ralph Waldo Emerson

New Mexico is a place I can run to and I always feel immediate relief. I like to call it my “time out” space. The moment I step into the mountains, I feel lighter and more relaxed. ❤ We have gotten to take a couple of vacations there and we love navigating our way around New Mexico. My favorite places are Cloudcroft, Ruidoso, and Santa Fe (stole my heart-I would move there in a heartbeat). ❤

The first trip we took was in July of 2015. Nikola was almost 2 years old. We visited the Old Apple Barn, a petting zoo, and ate some of the best cherries I have ever had in my life.

So let’s leave some blue up above us
Let’s leave some green on the ground
It’s only ours to borrow, let’s save some for tomorrow
Leave it and pass it on down.

Pass It On Down, Alabama

 

Waterfalls and Moutain Views ❤

Now he walks in quiet solitude, the forest, and the streams
Seeking grace in every step he takes
His sight has turned inside himself to try and understand
The serenity of a clear blue mountain lake.

Rocky Mountain High, John Denver

 

Downtown Cloudcroft has amazing shops, a great coffee bar, and a parade each year for July 4th. Playing in the mountains, swimming, and pizza in a hotel room always makes for a perfect trip. 🙂

If I had a day that I could give you
I’d give to you the day just like today
If I had a song that I could sing for you
I’d sing a song to make you feel this way

Sunshine On My Shoulders, John Denver

 

The second trip we took was in July of 2017. Nikola was almost 4 years old and Sagan was 14 months. ❤ We stayed in a little cabin in the woods of Cloudcroft, New Mexico.

Country roads, take me home
To the place, I belong
West Virginia, mountain mama
Take me home, country roads

Take Me Home; Country Roads, John Denver

Hiking!!!! ❤

I got my dirt road cred when I was twelve
On a no cab tractor hauling them bales
Backing in boats, fishing limb lines
Running bird dogs through the Georgia pines
Step side cover down in peanut dust
Friday night spotlight and that was us
It might not’ve been you, but I can’t judge
Just be proud of what makes you country

What Makes You Country, Luke Bryan

Flying J Ranch! Horses, dinner, shops, and a real-live Western Shoot-Out!

Cowboys like us sure do have fun
Racin’ the wind, chasin’ the sun
Take the long way around back to square one
Today we’re just outlaws out on the run
There’ll be no regrets, no worries and such
For cowboys like us

Cowboys Like Us, George Strait 

You always sleep better in the mountains (and a little red wagon)! ❤ We took a longer way home and spent a few days in Santa Fe, New Mexico. Live music downtown, wonderful stores, museums, and ziplining through the mountains and over the beautiful water. Great way to end our trip.

It’s where I drank my first beer
It’s where I found Jesus
Where I wrecked my first car,
I tore it all to pieces
I learned the path to heaven
Is full of sinners and believers
Learned that happiness on earth
Ain’t just for high achievers
I’ve learned,
I’ve come to know
There’s life at both ends
Of that red dirt road

Red Dirt Road, Brooks & Dunn

 

Do you have a “time out” space? A place that you can let go, take a deep breath, and relax? I can’t wait to get back to the mountains. ❤

silhouette of trees during golden hour

Photo by Taísa Maar on Pexels.com

“But those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.” -Isaiah 40:31

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4 Comments »

  1. I have a little piece of land up north in Wisconsin. It is about 5 hours from where I live. It has a little 30-foot travel trailer on it and a river. Very rustic…no electricity, very little cell reception, no TV, a well and outhouse…it is my little paradise sitting in front of the fire all day and night, cooking on the fire, reading, thinking, singing, and just being me.

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