Eye of the storm

by Agnieszka 30. July 2011 02:22

People are talking …and then… talking some more….kaleidoscope of faces, personalities, lives… I suppose our need to communicate and to express ourselves is ingrain in all of us.  We are born to connect and to search for the answers. Finding our own unique voice becomes challenging. Opinions from the experts, gurus, teachers, reliable sources, dear friends, media, books… all mixed together, intertwined and readily available for viewing. It feels, as if whole world is in the constant humming mood…buzzing with activities and alive with ideas, convictions, questions, and answers …thoughts…

 Yes…exactly …thoughts…bringing change, new ways of thinking, feeling, experiencing, understanding, filling our world with virtual experiences, memories, dreams, desires …hopes… One can get lost from time to time in this overwhelming traffic and become only passive recipient in almost catatonic state… Not a pleasant vision…and probably highly improbable…but the one, which hunts me occasionally…

   I like to step back once in the while, shut everything out, find a quiet place and listen to a silence. It’s a beautiful sound… interrupted only by breathing. It brings peace, helps to relax; grounding own energy and making it flow in the harmonious way…. In that stillness I can find myself again...reconnect with basic element, giving me a sense of just being. Recovery from that massive overload of information takes some time …it’s my hermit moment… necessary for balance and awareness of my inner core. Perfect time to discover again and again, my own look at the world around…notice my vision and check its truth and authenticity. Armed with that harmony...I will venture again into the chaos of life to absorb, experience and keep my windows open for all that …wonderful, rich, colorful spectacle twirling at the speed of light and taking us on one unforgettable journey…The dance will continue between me and the world, until I will understand …our fabrics are exactly the same…



The Little Prince

"People where you live," the little prince said, "grow five thousand roses in one garden... yet they don't find what they're looking for..."

"They don't find it," I answered.

"And yet what they're looking for could be found in a single rose, or a little water..."

"Of course," I answered.

And the little prince added, "But eyes are blind. You have to look with the heart."








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