Coloring Books are my Paradise

Today I bought a coloring book. My mind has been running during most of the vacation about all the changes I want to really make in life, where I want to go, what I want to study/do with my life. I love the openness that I have allowed myself, but it's also really exhausting and often hard to shut off, so I bought a coloring book.

Today I colored five pages in the book, basically until my hand hurt too much to color. There is something very soothing and happy about coloring. It brings out a part of my childhood that just makes me be at ease with myself. When I color there are no words or rules. I can color whatever colors I want. I am in control of the color of the sky, the grass, the clothes, the animals... everything. I don't even care if I color in the lines (although I usually do). There are no rules, no limitations, and no judgements. When I color it is just the coloring book, the crayons or colored pencils, and me.

There is a lot going on in my mind these days and I am very thankful for it. My life is about to change quite drastically because I am about to change it. I am going to be busy making these changes, but when it becomes too much or I need a break, coloring books here I come.

I am going to buy a set of coloring books for the house, because I truly believe that they are some of the best therapy and relaxation you can get. It's the inner child's meditation, and we all have an inner child.