Where is the one place you feel most at peace?

[Gutpile Charlie]

I've had that "at peace" feeling a couple of times will visiting Glacier National Park in Montana.

I especially like to walk in...and view the mountains with a musical accompaniment. I've had the "spiritual" feeling listening to the Canadian Brass.....and listening to Joe Pass play jazz guitar...on my IPod.

Yes, I know it sounds silly, but the emotional uplift is just beyond words.

 

[james56]

Anywhere in the Lonestar Hill Country, Going back soon for good

 

[GoHogs]

I've had that "at peace" feeling a couple of times will visiting Glacier National Park in Montana.

Me too. GNP seems to do it.

 

[Bullseye 2620]

Kelly, thanks for this thread, I'm glad you're a Texan. Where in God's country is your swing? Thanks to all who have posted here, too. As much as I enjoy motorcycles and cars, I'm at peace when I'm away from them. Anywhere there is no concrete, fences, or asphalt in sight, where all I see is what man has not corrupted, yet. It can be in the woods, the hills, the plains, the mountains, or the beach. I love the peace of the forest in the snow, the majesty of snow-capped mountains, the tranquility of waves breaking on the shore. Being barefoot, with cool grass or warm sand between my toes. I'll never believe that all this just evolved, it had to be created. It's a great country, and in spite of us, it's still a great world.

I wish I had said that. Here, in Floyd County, Virginia, sometimes just walking these country roads is enough to do it. Home is a pretty good place, too:

Bullseye

 

[DanceTiger]

The falls was my favorite place when I lived in Kentucky.

And two from near my place in Arizona.

 

[The Highlander]

Kelly, my grandparents had a swing just like that, and thank you for the memories. That place is long gone now. I owned it for years after they passed, but marriage and jobs caused us to move. It is now a ruined, depressing place in disrepair.

MY happy places are on top of Roan Mountain, TN. And on the ocean. Specifically, on Hilton Head Island, SC.

Anywhere my wife and I go is fine though, and we are almost instantly at peace anytime we are in our RV...even if it is just sitting in our backyard at the time!

The Highlander

 

[ladder13]

Anyplace there's a top notch hospital, no boonies for me, seconds are of the essence.

 

[nicky4968]

At the billiard table. I play straight rail (a ball-to-ball game, no cushions necessary, on a pocketless table).

Willie Hoppe won the world balkline title (another ball-to-ball game, no cushions, but a more difficult version) in 1906 when he was only 18. In his book, "Thirty Years of Billiards", he wrote of the match when all his false starts were set aside, and the game came under his control:

"These rows of faces are faint and blurred and far away like strange fish seen through the greenish waters of an aquarium. In the stillness I am lost, sunk, abandoned at the bottom of the sea with this abstract problem in shifting ivory. The voice of the Comte de Dree, counting the points…. the click and whirr of the balls. …Except for these, all the noises of Paris are hushed and no noise is now coming in the windows as it was before. All of the noises of Paris are hushed and the world has paused on its axis".

I've had a few days like that.

All you would ever want to know about straight rail and balkline here:

http://books.google.com/books?id=8q...over&dq=billiard&lr=&cd=9#v=onepage&q&f=false

 

[Gamecock]

Interesting story, Nicky.

Now that you mention it, golf is that way to me. Once
I start my setup, I hear nothing til after the ball is gone.
Two friends of mine are bothered by the slightest noise when
they play, like someone dropping a club in their bag two holes
away. I don't understand it all; I hear nothing.

Joe

 

[feralmerril]

For me it must be right here pounding on the computer to you guys because this is where I spend most my time! Now if I had money and the weather was better it would be a different story! I always liked my family years ago but they have mostly died out, and my old friends are either dead or live several days drive away. Besides they probley arent near as much fun now that they are old and feeble.
As said earlier, I am the most at peace driveing somewhere. Do you know anybody else that will drive a hundred miles for lunch? Nothing like spending $20s in gas for lunch at the golden corral in st. george. Did that yesterday and fought rain and flood all the way there and back!
I still miss gambeling. I cant afford it now that I retired and got married. Years ago I might work straight through for 3 months and then drive to nevada for a couple day blowout, turn back and do it all over.
If I ever had two days off together, I never stayed in town for that 40 years! I worked graveyard for about 33 years straight and I dont belive I spent over a handfull of nights home in my own bed in all that time!
Boys, the rules change the older you get!

 

[monet61]

Most at peace

Well, I believe it's wherever the woman thats' put up with me all this time is. At.

 

[Garage Dog]

Strapped In!

Getting HARD on the brakes going into turn 7 at Sebring...nothing like it unless its turn 1 or 3 or turn 17 or...

It just makes all your problems GO AWAY.

 

[Babalooie]

You may laugh, but for me it's sitting on "the throne."

I used to have a high pressure consulting job in the 80's and found it's the one place I could be alone. Many places have those tiny tiles on the floor. I'd focus on a point where four tiles met and just clear my mind.

I love the great outdoors and envy all of you who have access to such beautiful scenery. Unfortunately, I'm pretty much stuck in an urban environment at the moment. I guess we all do what we must, to keep from becoming crazier than we already are.

 

[vytoland]

at a local forest park. just me and nature.

 

[three-five-seven]

a peaceful place....

Usually falling asleep in the woods while hunting and providing its an early season hunt and still warm. However the January thaw here in Ohio where its warms up to 50 or 60 degrees during statewide muzzleloading season also works great too! It fools the spring peepers too!

 

[tom turner]

Anywhere with my incredibly special wife (of over 37 years) and the Lord.

Tom

 

[Black_Sheep]

Driving in a time machine, the 1969 Plymouth GTX that I built from the ground up. No distractions, just some good music and the open road...

 

[Gamecock]

Driving in a time machine, the 1969 Plymouth GTX that I built from the ground up. No distractions, just some good music and the open road...

A friend in college had one. It was a sweet ride!

Joe

 

[ladder13]

Driving in a time machine, the 1969 Plymouth GTX that I built from the ground up. No distractions, just some good music and the open road...

Loved them GTX's. My grail car is, and always has been, a 67 GTX with a Hemi.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V0964V66_n4

Check out the sound of that Hemi, a freakn' beast, no radio required:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EB3XYN0FuAs&feature=related

 

[rburg]

Well, I agree its a fun thread.

Many of us feel fortunate because of where we live, and we find peace there. I can feel relaxed anyplace I can go. These last few months I've discovered the pleasure of the fireplace. I build a small to medium size fire and then lie down in front of it. I wake up about an hour and a half later with coals but few flames left. I'm sure I wake up because its not as warm as it was. Then one of the more stressful things in my life takes place. I've got to decide to just ignore the smaller fire, or the worse, sit up and toss a few sticks of firewood back on it. Thats what I like the best, having that be my most stressful thing to decide!

I've only been retired for 6 months now. When I finally just gave up all my co-workers implored me to keep working. But it was time. And I had a very good friend who pointed out that on our deathbed, not a single person has wished he'd worked more or longer. And keeping that in mind, I didn't even see one poster here with a pix of his desk or whatever and saying "he's most at peace operating his backhoe to dig out someone else's septic tank.

Peace is where you find it. I have a telephone right next to this recliner. I don't want to answer it. It's only here because if I had to get up when it rings, I'd never answer it! From time to time it rings and I muster all my energy to roll my head to the side to view caller ID. Then I just ignore it until it goes to voice mail. There are people I do want to talk to, but not all that many.

I was tempted to answer I was happiest at a gun show. But it wouldn't be true. While I love them, I'm kind of tense. Sure, talking to some of our members here is really fun. Finding a treasure that fits a hole in my tiny collection is also good. But looking and dodging other people can get a bit tedious.

Maybe I'm happiest when a grand daughter or son piles onto me for a mutual nap. The difference between outlooks is they don't like naps but can't fight it any longer. I really like naps and look forward to them.