Calm Before The Calm

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      Orewa Beach, Auckland NZ

As calm as an ocean gets.

A beach as flat as a pancake.

Gorgeous, idyllic, serene et cetera.

Fantastic for a day, a week maybe.

What if your life was this scene, endlessly?

That’s not being calm, that’s becalmed ; the doldrums, in which your ship stalls.

Maybe it’s just me, but when matters are progressing really smoothly for any length of time, it’s easy to go on auto pilot, to think: “I’ve got this.”

And that’s precisely when I need to beware.

I don’t wish for turbulence, storms or (god forbid) shipwrecks but if they occur, they (if nothing else) take away my driftwood-like complacency…

 

 

The New Flow

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Walked down to the river shore this afternoon to calm my head.

An ebb tide, about as far out as can be.

Mudflats, shell banks, strewn rocks exposed.

And layered and eroded sandstone, captured in this photo and then subjected to some post-production flight of fancy.

Something bright, molten and fluid resulted.

It brought to mind, and to life, a poem I wrote a while back ( I don’t write many) and posted here:  Bond / Flow

This is for those who have ever lost hope.

Peace,Andy L.

 

The First Day Of Spring

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“With the coming of spring I am calm again”

 – Gustav Mahler

It has been a tumultuous August in Auckland, wet and windy for the most part.

But to be expected. That is what August brings. And I don’t mind really.

Spring ,according to the calendar anyway, has arrived today. Sunny and calm!

Thought I would mark it with this image of a flower from my garden that appears around this time every year.

Not quite sure what it is, but it doesn’t matter.

It is a signal of spring, of renewal, and anticipation of good things to come.

And, like the weather this morning, I feel calm. I struggle with generalised anxiety,so gladly accept that feeling!

 

Water Lilies III

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Everybody wants to be happy, right? But you cannot be happy all the time.

Serenity is probably a more desirable and realistic place to inhabit as much as you can.

It connotes calmness and acceptance. Happiness may stem from serenity, but not necessarily.

I am drawn to water lilies as a symbol of serenity.

It’s probably why my first ever post, Water Lilies I ,had that subject. To be honest, I just dipped into my photo stash to find something to put up and figure out how to work this WordPress blog gig. But it was the thing that initially came to me, for whatever reason.

Here is another post of the circular, floating marvels: Water Lilies II

I love the way they sit over a fluid, shifting surface. Transcending their environs.

And not just floating, but flowering sometimes.

Beautiful flowers.

Serenity.

 

The Experiences And The Meaning

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” We had the experiences but missed the meaning “

    – T.S Eliot , ‘The Dry Salvages’

I went down to the water’s edge earlier this morning, the sun penetrating the sea fog, the light quietly spectacular. There was a fleeting moment of soul connection and calm.

Then, as is my wont, my mind ticked over to what I needed to do today, tomorrow and into the near future.

The moment was gone and  the experience had lost its meaning.

The sun and the water had not changed, or maybe imperceptibly.

But I had moved on.

How many little moments or experiences are lost just like that, as I  am “elsewhere” even though physically present?

And then the best I can hope for is that the meaning of the experience will come to me in hindsight.

Just a reminder to myself to be mindful and soulful, even in the smallest experience, for it may not occur again.