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Space

While spending the last few days navigating the beloved jungle we call New York City, I came upon a new appreciation for…space. Ok maybe it’s because I’m spending too much time in the woods these days…but humor me just a little?

I looked around the city, and everywhere I turned I was acutely aware there was a virtual space void in the land of Manhattan.

I’m not speaking just of physical space (though I felt this was an issue as well) …but also space in a more basic sense – space to simply ‘just be’.

Whether in Penn Station, on city streets, Star Bucks, Duane Reade, Columbia Presbyterian Hospital–well, you name it, there was a level of activity and energy that made it seem as though everything and everyone was on some kind of “fast forward” setting. There was no pause, no air, no, room–no space. Yikes–I remember thinking, I might truly suffocate here!

Approaching my hotel room, I was so looking forward to finally finding that quiet corner where I could catch my breath and decompress before the hectic medical and travel day ahead.

Then, I drew the shades to explore my view, and found members of a municipal construction crew (hard hats and all) about five feet from my bedroom window, ready to serenade me with their drills for the next 3 hours. Their back-up band was the combination of sirens and honking horns coming from busy 7th avenue traffic 16 stories below. I could see and hear it all.

But… as we all know, sometimes we must just make the best of where we are, even if we decide it’s not ideal in the moment.

So, I pulled out my trusty iphone – put in the ear buds and turned up my peaceful meditative music. Then I searched out the photo featured in this blog post and focussed on it for a few dedicated moments. I envisioned the open marsh fields and wide expanse of blue sky and tall grasses, that one naked tree swaying peacefully in the wind–and yes, all that heavenly SPACE!

I knew I’d be home tomorrow… and so, here I am.

Love & Light,

Robyn

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6 responses

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  2. Linda

    Hi Rob – So now you now how your dad feels

    February 3, 2012 at 7:07 AM

    • Yes… Though in is younger days he said there is no place he’d want to live except NYC. Guess with age comes change sometimes! πŸ™‚

      February 3, 2012 at 9:01 AM

  3. Renee Braunstein

    Robyn you were in a hectic and noisy part of NYC. There are quiet places in the city where you could relax and meditate. I love to go the lake in Central Park and watch the ducks.

    February 3, 2012 at 9:48 AM

  4. Yes Renee, I totally know that…was wishing I was up in the Central Park area but wasn’t in the cards. Guess the universe wanted to show me some real CONTRAST – so I got crazy midtown, with a hotel under municipal repair, and then gigantic Columbia Presbyterian the following day! Next time I aim for the park if I can!! :)xo

    February 3, 2012 at 9:53 AM

  5. Also I am sure that my perception may be somewhat magnified because of the pain and physical issues! I still love NY though – greatest people anywhere. Made friends with everyone I spoke to!

    February 3, 2012 at 10:00 AM

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