Post by Deleted on Jan 17, 2011 22:19:10 GMT -5
Solitude
18th of January, 2011
For some of you this word is a dreaded and hideous concept, but for others it is beloved and cherished. I am among the latter group. When we find a place of solitude, a place where noise means nothing and all around you is the felt presence of nature, your mind can cease it's rushing and rest in the stillness and the warmth. Thoughts become clearer, ideas form, and troubles that once seemed so all-consuming and insurmountable are shrunk back down to their normal size.
It is during these times that we can realize our own insignificance, and thus understand how wonderful and beautiful we are. We can appreciate the value of silence, listen to the song of nature and perhaps even be at peace while in our sheltered place of solitude. These moments are when we truly see that we are tiny creatures clinging precariously to a huge and magnificent world, where everything is put into the right perspective.
Maybe you don't like those thoughts, but surely you can appreciate the sheer wonder of them. That we are so insignificant, and yet so wonderfully made, so diverse, with differing talents and weaknesses and experiences and loves and thoughts and opinions ... Like snowflakes. Fragile, numerous, and yet no two being exactly the same.
18th of January, 2011
For some of you this word is a dreaded and hideous concept, but for others it is beloved and cherished. I am among the latter group. When we find a place of solitude, a place where noise means nothing and all around you is the felt presence of nature, your mind can cease it's rushing and rest in the stillness and the warmth. Thoughts become clearer, ideas form, and troubles that once seemed so all-consuming and insurmountable are shrunk back down to their normal size.
It is during these times that we can realize our own insignificance, and thus understand how wonderful and beautiful we are. We can appreciate the value of silence, listen to the song of nature and perhaps even be at peace while in our sheltered place of solitude. These moments are when we truly see that we are tiny creatures clinging precariously to a huge and magnificent world, where everything is put into the right perspective.
Maybe you don't like those thoughts, but surely you can appreciate the sheer wonder of them. That we are so insignificant, and yet so wonderfully made, so diverse, with differing talents and weaknesses and experiences and loves and thoughts and opinions ... Like snowflakes. Fragile, numerous, and yet no two being exactly the same.
