SOLITUDE – LOST AND FOUND.
In today’s fast-forward, make it and break it human race, it’s easy to be by turns, bored, buried and burdened by the bling, the fake, the sheer volume of sensual, mental and emotional overwhelm and the irrelevance of it all to really living well and truly – if indeed, a missing stillness matters not just as ‘nice to have’, but as necessary. In fine, at the end of the day, what is essential is revealed in solitude.
In solitude, one is invited to exit the trumped-up and superficial, to enter into the depths of one’s natural being.
Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering,
There’s a crack, a crack in everything
That’s how the light gets in.
~ L. Cohen
Mind complicates; reality clarifies.
In aware living, one rests in quietude and solitude, as the spirit, aka. love, does all the heavy lifting, discovering, and uncovering nothing but itself, fully. There’s no knowing, no knower, nothing known – just an amplitude, a borderless brilliance that is alert, living. Aware. Enjoy the beauty of being; allow a gentle letting go of knowing, fearing, and suffering, and rest in the peaceful, the wonderful, the ordinary, and the simple – one’s human and divine beingness, the peace, beauty, love and joy one is.
Enjoy solitude, far from the madding crowd, and be well. 🙂
