I think we all want harmony – within things and between them ,as with this view of tropical flowers floating in water – and between people and within themselves. Peacefulness and inner beauty ,that sort of thing, you know?
But maybe it’s too much to ask. Some things cropped up today and I wonder why some people do not appear to want that at all. They seem to want to find fault, sow discord and generally wreck things that don’t need wrecking.
Inner disharmony is at root of this malaise. I know that state at times (we all do), but I try not to want it, and certainly not the destruction that follows.
Anyway, I have no real answers to that conundrum today, but in the meantime, have some beautiful blossoms as an aiming point!
What a match up! The Pacific Ocean against Sentinel Rock in Northland, New Zealand.
Continual surf crashes upon,and tidal motion swirls around and over, the rocks.
Every day and every night.
It’s epic, and relentless.
But still the Sentinel holds its ground, and stands guard.
Life is just as relentless as the ocean waves and tides.
It is hard to be rocklike in the face of attrition, I know. It’s easy to let your guard down when it feels there is no respite.
And there are times when I feel submerged but still manage to pull through,somehow.
And at those times I am grateful to people who are my “rocks”, shining concepts I cling to, and whatever higher power there is that guards me against destruction…
I am not generally an advocate for the straight and narrow in everything, because it can be boring as f**k, but there are those times in life when sticking to that path is a necessity to avoid sinking into, or further down, into the surrounding mire.
The tricky bit ,I suppose,is working out when you are in that place.
If you are,accept the strictures of the boardwalk over the mud and tide for awhile. Safety is, trust me,way better than self-destruction .
And if you have been on that path the whole time, maybe you need to jump off and get a little soaked and dirty…