This moment has
unfolded to be an unexpected moment of tranquil restoration in a hectic and
emotionally traumatizing week. As I sorted through pictures in a
somewhat frantic manner, looking for something to blog about this one stopped
me with a moment of calm. It looks so blissful. As I began to type I realized
that the keystrokes seemed louder than usual, as if they were screaming at me
with each click. I stopped for a moment, staring at my screen and finally
realized there wasn't a single sound surrounding me. I am at home, in the
middle of a neighborhood usually very heavy with traffic, neighbors, children
squealing and the three construction projects in my immediate vicinity and yet
today, at this moment, not a sound.
It struck me how
sad it is that it is now the quiet I noticed, instead of the chaos. We have
become so comfortable with the world around us that the blissfulness of this
quiet seemed out of place and I was a bit uncertain what to do with it. I know
it won't last so I stopped to treasure it a bit before typing resumed.
It made me feel
responsible for sharing this time with you. I felt like I was now charged with
bringing you all into a time like this, to ask you to find a moment to put
yourself in a "time out" and listen for the quiet or watch for the
physical beauty that surrounds you. Like this tulip photo, is there something
you can see right now to let wash over you and bring you some bliss?
It's okay to stop
every now and then, to pause for a moment of reflection or solitude. We are
strongest when we take the time for balance in our lives. Go take a peek
outside and see what awaits you...I guarantee everything will still be waiting
for you when you get back.
3 comments:
Thank you for the reminder to stop and just BE. We actually live an hour from a town in the woods on a lake and it is so quiet I can barely remember the cacophony (sp?) of town living.
Thanks again!
I remember when my family moved to the semi-rural suburbs in NJ and I was living in NYC. Manhattan is so loud all of the time and you get used it. When I visited my family it was so quiet I could actually hear the blood moving through my head. That's what it seemed like anyway.
Kathy - that sounds so delightful. We are in the midst of dreaming of moving to a place like that and wondering if we would adapt. I wish there was a trial run we could do! Sounds so lovely where you are.
Donna - You had me laughing. That happens when we visit my parents also!
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