{"id":1286,"date":"2016-08-08T06:57:56","date_gmt":"2016-08-08T10:57:56","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/robinbotie.com\/blog\/?p=1286"},"modified":"2016-08-08T17:59:19","modified_gmt":"2016-08-08T21:59:19","slug":"flight-reality","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/robinbotie.com\/blog\/flight-reality\/","title":{"rendered":"Flight from Reality"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft wp-image-1287 size-large\" title=\"Flight from Reality\" src=\"https:\/\/robinbotie.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/08\/LostInCloudPost-753x1024.jpg\" alt=\"Robin Botie of Ithaca, New York, in a quest for joy, photoshops a lone girl with her head in a pink cloud.\" width=\"625\" height=\"850\" srcset=\"https:\/\/robinbotie.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/08\/LostInCloudPost-753x1024.jpg 753w, https:\/\/robinbotie.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/08\/LostInCloudPost-221x300.jpg 221w, https:\/\/robinbotie.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/08\/LostInCloudPost-768x1044.jpg 768w, https:\/\/robinbotie.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/08\/LostInCloudPost-624x848.jpg 624w, https:\/\/robinbotie.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/08\/LostInCloudPost.jpg 1177w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 625px) 100vw, 625px\" \/>\u201cI love being home with you,\u201d I told the dog, when everyone I knew was out somewhere having fun, and I was feeling antsy with nowhere to go. \u201cBut now let\u2019s find something beautiful and joyful to photograph. Something besides you,\u201d I said, and followed her flickering tail around the pond, stopping to take pictures of the water and wildflowers. A colossal pink cloud floated overhead. I snapped a dozen shots of it, awed by its rosiness.<\/p>\n<p>The cloud would be a perfect illustration of joy, I thought. After weeks of watching the garden dry up in the drought, after howling my <a href=\"https:\/\/robinbotie.com\/blog\/wishing-time\/\" target=\"_blank\">grief songs<\/a> and driving people mad trying <a href=\"https:\/\/robinbotie.com\/blog\/wanting\/\" target=\"_blank\">to move boulders<\/a>, I desperately wanted to blog about something joyful. So that night I stayed up late, turned on the TV, made popcorn, poured a glass of sherry, pulled over a cozy chair for the dog, and began playing with the image of the pink cloud. And over the weekend, I missed a picnic and passed on a dinner invitation, as I Photo-shopped the cloud in the water, in my face, around a lone girl. I Photo-shopped the heck out of that cloud.<\/p>\n<p>Then, I Googled \u201cpink cloud\u201d to get an idea of why I was so taken with the cloud, and what I might write about it. But there was no joy in any of the articles listed. It was a term used in alcohol and <a href=\"https:\/\/robinbotie.com\/blog\/addiction-cancer\/\" target=\"_blank\">addiction<\/a> recovery programs to refer to \u201cunrealistic feelings of well-being and happiness experienced during times of despair.\u201d It represented \u201cignoring life\u2019s problems in a dangerous euphoria,\u201d &#8230; \u201cflight from reality.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>I looked at the picture I\u2019d spent hours composing. I looked at the dog. And then I had to consider that maybe I\u2019m the one walking around with my head in a pink cloud, convinced I\u2019m solidly planted on a sure path to healing.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><em>Where is joy?<\/em><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&ldquo;I love being home with you,&rdquo; I told the dog, when everyone I knew was out somewhere having fun, and I was feeling antsy with nowhere to go. &ldquo;But now let&rsquo;s find something beautiful and joyful to photograph. Something besides you,&rdquo; I said, and followed her flickering tail around the pond, stopping to take pictures [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[702],"tags":[927,925,923,247,921,926,406,924,563,922],"class_list":["post-1286","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-702","tag-delusional","tag-euphoria","tag-flight-from-reality","tag-grief","tag-head-in-the-clouds-healing","tag-lone-girl","tag-looking-for-joy","tag-path-to-recovery","tag-photoshop","tag-pink-cloud"],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/robinbotie.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1286","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/robinbotie.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/robinbotie.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/robinbotie.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/robinbotie.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1286"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/robinbotie.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1286\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/robinbotie.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1286"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/robinbotie.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1286"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/robinbotie.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1286"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}