Friday, July 31, 2020

Bubbles and Eureka Springs


Years ago, the hubby and I took a trip to Arkansas. We went to Eureka Springs in the Ozark Mountains. It was a quaint town with lots of original Victorian buildings. The town is built around the city’s natural springs and was incorporated in 1880. It is on the National Register of Historic Places. The Native Americans and European folks, who settled there once upon a time, claimed the springs had great HEALING powers. When word of the miraculous individual healings that had occurred, spread… thousands of people flocked to the area to see for themselves. From then on, the community marketed the springs as therapeutic. As a result, Eureka Springs became a vacation destination and retirement Mecca for more than a century. One of the reasons we stopped there was because of their reputation for healing. But also… as lovers of art in many forms, my hubby and I had heard through the grapevine… that there were numerous eclectic shops in the old buildings, throughout the city. That intrigued us. So we parked our car and set out to explore. It was challenging walking up and down the streets there, though… because of the steep winding pathways and mountainous terrain. But headed downhill on our jaunt, we saw bubbles wafting through the air. The further down the hill we went, the more and more bubbles filled the sky. We got immersed in them. They were iridescent and the effect was magical and mezmerizing. We found our Zen. When we finally reached the bottom of the path… sitting outside the shop, was a very interesting character, dressed in period costume…. manning the bubble machine that produced the bubbles… that had peaked our curiousity. We had a delightful time discovering this hidden gem and the handcrafted items inside. We were there for at least an hour or longer, looking at all the treasures. (Try as I might, I can't remember this shop's name) Afterwards, we went on to other sights, but the little whimsical shop, with the bubbles... from that moment on, held a special place in my heart. It became one of the most memorable excursions in my life, and taught me how to heal myself, without the springs themselves. Whenever the stress of the day or a situation seems impossible in my world, silly as it sounds, I blow bubbles. It calms my nerves and invigorates my senses. It takes me to a place of serenity and peace. When I attended a recent seminar on Mental Health one of the psychologists there, suggested blowing bubbles, to relieve tension for children and adults. So I felt vindicated. It was not such a farfetched idea after all. During these difficult times,with unemployment worse than the Great Depression, the pandemic killing and making our population sick, racial divide and unrest... and partisan politics, dominating our news cycles…. many of us are overwhelmed by it all. Perhaps buying a bottle of bubbles, or bubble machine, seems trite or frivolous in the midst of these crisis’s. But... rather than day drinking, or making numerous trips to the fridge, why not give it a try. See if it lifts your spirits or your children’s... for just a moment or so. Maybe you too, can find your ZEN amid all the turmoil. And let that carefree attitude, take you through the day.


9 comments:

Mevely317 said...

Now I'm REALLY wanting to make a road trip to Eureka Springs! Unfortunately, I doubt Tom would be willing/able to navigate those hilly streets. On the other hand, a bottle of bubbles costs next to nothing ... yours is a great idea!

Susie said...

Tary, I loved this story of your adventure to Eureka Springs. I used to love to do things like that....just go "junking" for treasures and fun. Blessings, xoxo, Susie

Practical Parsimony said...

What a wonderful story. And, i am going to buy bubbles tomorrow. I don't day drink, but i am wearing out the refrigerator door.

Beatrice P. Boyd said...

Blowing bubbles is such fun and after reading this post, I feel totally vindicated in my enjoyment of doing so as years ago, when I had a front porch, we would blow bubbles all the time. It’s been a few years since that time, but after being reminded of the joy, I am on a hunt for some this week. Thanks for reminding me of the joys. Have you also blown bubbles lately?

jack69 said...

My son brought bubbles to all the kids the last get togwether. hard to ype, Loved the story and memories. SWEETY On the road, a little rough now. JJ is driving Sherry is co pilot..
Jack & Sherry actually on the road!

I'm mostly known as 'MA' said...

What a wonderful memory for you. I agree blowing bubbles is relaxing and it's fun for all ages. I keep some bottles of bubbles on hand that I got a wedding receptions long ago and they do come in handy. The grandchildren love to blow bubbles too. Thanks for sharing that trip with us. Good to go armchair traveling when your sheltering at home.

Sheila Y said...

We went to Eureka Springs a couple of times when we lived in Kansas. It is a cute little town, or it was then, back in the mid 90s. The bubbles are a good idea. Take care, Sheila

Jon said...

I've visited Eureka Springs when I lived in the Missouri Ozarks. It's a wonderfully quaint and unusual place - and I especially loved the Victorian buildings.

Unfortunately, I was there either on a Sunday or a holiday (can't remember) and all the shops were closed.

You're NEVER too old to enjoy bubbles!! They are infinitely magical and soothe the soul.

Red Rose Alley said...

There's just something about blowing bubbles that makes us happy. Francesca got a bubble machine, and I have a picture of her Dad letting them go and her enjoying every minute of it. I love that picture at the end. It's fantastic! I'm glad you have a fond memory with the bubbles that you'll always remember, Taryterre.

~Sheri