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"Discover the Hush-Hush, Almost Secret Getaway Hiding In Plain Sight In Historic Downtown Milford Ohio..." Nestled in the very heart of good old, historical downtown Milford, there sits a place that to the average onlooker first appears like just another 'gift shop'. And to most, who dare not venture one step into its pulling, welcoming force, having had their sense of adventure and zest for life sucked from deep within them, will walk right on by, without even a glimpse of what they're missing. It's Happening Everywhere You Look - And It's Folks of every shape, size and gender continue to drag themselves out of bed each morning, climb into their daily routine with no need to even think and pretend as if all of today's woes are not taking their toll. Men and women, ironically those who often pride themselves on being strong minded and willed continue to be drained with news and harsh realities that prune and whittle their way into their lives, force feeding them what they believe is their only choice to cope: working twice as hard, while running full speed on an empty tank. I Was One of Those People. There I was stuck up to my waist in quicksand... paralyzed by fear, the unknown and tired of being tired. It had been so long since I allowed myself to simply let go, surrender and breathe. I needed an escape. A way to recharge and rejuvenate. I was desperately seeking to be fixed. To finally be me again and recognize the face staring back at me in the bathroom mirror each blessed morning. Out into the night I went, one foot after another, wandering the streets as everybody else slept. No traffic. Didn't see a living soul. I walked and I walked, figuring things out in the absense of unnecessary daily noise. Something was happening that had long been void in my life. I began focusing on me. How I felt. What joys and pleasures I've missed. My most precious commodity - - time - - squandered and spent. I had given my inner strength away and was being strung along by other people's priority, rather than mine. The worst part is, I freely gave it away. Pretending it had lost its value. My Spirit Began Stirring Inside Me. There I was, methodically listening to my deepest desires. A realization struck me - I had given up all my "me" time. For the first time in who knows how long, I was taking the time to slow down, pay attention, be aware, honing my clarity. I walked and walked, 'till I found myself in downtown Milford on Main Street, peering into windows of shop after shop, store after store, my hands cupped, pressed against the store windows peeking inside where I never dared to look. I Saw the Strangest Thing... A cat. Your cat in your window. Leaping and bouncing from corner to corner in your window chasing what I guess was a fly. And that cat of yours was having the best time in the world, to such a degree that I began to laugh out loud. My giggling began to echo off the historic facades towering around me, because there was no other activity to drown it out. And right then and there I made a deliberate promise to myself to have more moments such as this in my life from that point on. It was a desperately needed highlight in a typically busy week full of other people's priorities, agendas and problems. Too often I sunk into their needs rather than mine. I needed a change. I couldn't see it before that unusual moment. Continue to part two of Discovering Enchanted Moments in Milford. |
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* This site was created by, is maintained by and under the watchful of eyes of fairies and spirits...tamper with- - at your own risk. |
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