It’s the question the therapist asks you when teaching you to create a safe space for yourself.
“Close your eyes and remember the happiest and most content moment.”
The first place I go is to the back of a horse; she was a part clydesdale part quarter horse mix. Gorgeous, bay, huge brown eyes and enormous brown hooves. On her back, heading from the barn down to the woods. Down to the stream where we used to jump over only the smallest of logs. (I wasn’t supposed to, as she was so old. But her ears would go forward and she would step lively… and it never hurt her anyway).
The next place I go is to the banks of the Connecticut river with a band called LIR and a bunch of young women (I was in college, or just graduated). Sunshine and weed, small talk and quiet talk. The river floating by, bubbling in some banks, rushing over the edge of our granite slab where dinosaurs had walked and left their mark ages and ages ago. “In my frying pan I have a purple elephant, a cash register, an aerobie, a football (american football)…” The water kept moving and my heart kept racing when David McGuiness looked at me.
Place 3: sitting on a beach on Kauai, listening to a ‘Love, Isabel’ demo, watching the waves roll in and making up song lyrics.
Place 4: When John Brown and I exchanged phone numbers. I could not believe this man was interested in me.
Place 5: Walking around the hotel parking lot with David Penner. Our introduction at Kyra and Lee’s wedding.