Fayteen’s recent blog post about how we all need to take mini-vacations throughout the year reminded me of one of my mother’s favorite poems.
Wordsworth begins: “I wandered lonely as a cloud/That floats on high o’er vales and hills,/When all at once I saw a crowd,/A host of golden daffodils….”
He ends with these lines: “For oft, when on my couch I lie/In vacant or in pensive mood,/They flash upon that inward eye/Which is the bliss of solitude;/And then my heart with pleasure fills,/And dances with the daffodils.”
It can be refreshing to take a mini-vacation by sitting for a while in the backyard or taking a walk or admiring the flowers in a nearby park. However, when I’m feeling harried and I don’t have time even for a mini-vacation, I try to remember to stop for a few minutes, shut my eyes and dance with the daffodils.