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Susan Baker's avatar

It took me about a year to finally remove my therapist "hat". I had time to take multiple aquatics classes and got a puppy. Life was full. Then Covid arrived. I spent the next 18 months facilitating my 2 grandsons' education. It was exhausting, exhilarating , invigorating, and I wouldn't give up that time for anything. When things quieted down, I resumed my classes, began Journaling, took watercolor classes, found my church and started singing in 2 choirs. Life is full and still allows for those luscious quiet moments.

I must say, I've never been bored. I've always had books to read, doodles to enjoy, simple pleasures that delight my senses.

Last note...I used to do my "best" thinking while cutting the grass. My children might approach with questions but I could yell above the mower," Go ask your Dad,I'm busy!"

Rita Pattison's avatar

Tossing a penny in on this topic, I most recently retired “again” this very week. I officially retired from a 40+ year career in January 2025, but found I didn’t know quite what to do about some “boredom” I was experiencing. Don’t get me wrong, most know me by my many enjoyable hobbies, so they may question, “how can you be bored?”

So, I decided to accept a consulting position this past January, diving back into the pool I just retired from. The income was a nice incentive, but after two months, I discovered I was simply done working in the field of my life career. It was not the answer to my boredom, but more, my answer to let go of something I thought I missed.

Instead, clarity came this week as I let myself relax and think in silence, with my feet up and a warm tea cup in my hands. The discoveries of this process are enlightening, and rather quite joyful. Once I was able to “let go” of the old familiarities, I was able to discover the “new” experiences yet to unfold. Walks in silence, absorbing the scent of the pines as Spring begins to show it’s gentle signs; the afterglow of a good nights sleep, and the fresh mind filled with encouraging ideas; the ability to “spring forward” without feeling angst; the color mixing that flowed from me in an afternoon of painting; the feel of a book in my hands, with each page turn, versus being heard in my ears; the aroma and joy of cooking a Sunday dinner totally created without recipe; and then too, the joy felt with each experience and the want for more.

Today, I plan to toddle around town with my camera, meandering. I never felt like I had enough time to allow myself to meander among busy days. It will be rather enjoyable to let my eye lead the way, and a free spirit to feel what unfolds on a sunny afternoon.

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