Lately, I seem to be looking for something. Looking toward the heavens in search of what? A glimpse of heaven? Answers to life's difficult questions? A sign of things to come? While looking upward, toward the heavens, can be symbolically correct, the answers lie within me. During winter months, the sky gazing is done so quickly that the inner gazing doesn't happen. Those long quiet moments spent allowing my thoughts to wander as the sun sets and the sky's color swirls around me, slowly darkening until the first star makes an appearance. I've always found comfort in the outdoors, breathing in the world around me.
Winter's trees are beautiful but spending time reflecting on their beauty and finding that inner peace sure is easier in warmer climates or at least climates without ice.
Have a perfect espresso moment. :)
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It's always interesting how different we all are. For me, the comfort is indoors, in my home. My mom always called me a house cat. I suppose even then I preferred to be indoors.
Oops - I forgot yet again! - Shirley
Shirley, thank you. For me, it'll always be outdoors for a lot of reasons, reasons too complicated and personal to divulge here.
If you click other and add your name, it'll appear instead of anonymous. ;)
i think i spent so many years growing up as an indoor kid that i am still rebelling by finding my solace in nature.
i hope you find the answers you're seeking. i know it can be a struggle sometimes - the winter months can serve to emphasize that i think... so here's to warmer climes at this time of year. i told the mister just the other day i think i'd like a trip to sedona soon...
Thanks Bonnie. I almost always forget to add my name :(
summer months had me outside as much as possible.....Thing is, I often forget what I'm looking for and get lost along the way. That's okay, too.
Shirley, me too.... that's why I like that other choice. :)
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