Calm, quiet, peaceful solitude.
“In nature we never see anything isolated, but everything in connection with something else which is before it, beside it, under it, and over it.”
Johanne Wolfgang von Goethe – Clasical Literary Figure
This photograph has not captured a small tree. Nor has it captured a small tree on a rock. This photograph has captured a small tree growing out of a rock on top of a mountain surrounded by the sky and the light of the sun. Oh, and there are a few clouds too. There is no isolation, only connection.
*Again, thank you, positivityblogger for nominating me. And, just like yesterday, I’ll be boring and nominate anyone who wants to play along.*
This is me in my peaceful place. A bad day of fishing beats a good day of…well…anything else! Now, don’t get me wrong, I love my family with all my heart. But fishing? Fishing is my bliss. The quietness. The calmness. I can let my thoughts float freely. And, if I’m alone, it’s where I speak to Yah most, and sometimes I can even feel the presence of His Holy Spirit. And oh, what a wonderful feeling that is!
Hot. Dry. Thirsty.
Cool. Wet. Refreshed.
Home is where my thoughts fly freely. Home is where I feel alive. Home is where I am understood. Home is where I am me.