Does it ever happen to you that you sit up too late at night and surf around,
searching for something you don´t know what. (killing precious time)
And if you pay attention to how you feel you realize you don´t feel your best, so to say...
This happened to me last night. This has happened to me MANY late evenings.
searching for something you don´t know what. (killing precious time)
And if you pay attention to how you feel you realize you don´t feel your best, so to say...
This happened to me last night. This has happened to me MANY late evenings.
(and didn´t turn on the computer) I was filled with interreting thoughts and joy. And life.
See here! I found this old blue "note-book" of mine wich I got YEARS ago from a friend.
A notebook I used during some years to write about things happening in my garden
(I had a garden in the 90´s). Then the book was abandoned for some years
with still many blank pages remaining to be written.
Now is the perfect moment to keep writing in it -
writing about things that the book I just read in makes my mind talk about.
See how well the books sute eachther? Almoust the same format. A little gold in the covers.
They are like made for eachother was my thought!
I write in my old "note-book" about my desires. About things I am greatful for... Sorting things out. Eventually I believe I will find the place, the home, the house and the garden I long for.
And eventually I will close the blue notebook by writing new pages from my new garden!
And eventually I will close the blue notebook by writing new pages from my new garden!
7 comments:
sometimes searching on
the web only scatters
our attention towards
our own inner desires.
Thought attracts...
That sounds good. Sometimes yes!! :) But I don´t think as a rule. Not if I am "in the wrong state ob mind".
I know this so well. If it happens to me, I feel like I'm looking for something from outside that I can't find inside at this moment...it creates a state of emptiness.
But writing is also one of the best medecines I know against it.
So I love your post!!
yes, uschi said it perfectly. Sometimes we are bored, too. Writing is medicine. : )
This is a great post.
I guess i have been thinking about this in the back of my mind. i wanted to add--sometimes I feel wonderful, and after going out into web-space--it is like i pick up the emptiness, or a yearning that maybe is collecting from all the thoughts "posted" out in a place where nobody really lives!! What are we building there ??
Ah...I think we surf to fill an emptiness, or I do. Soemtimes it is like compulsive eating or such like! And sometimes like picking wild flowers.
And I have so many books of beginning s of journals, with blank pages waiting to be filled...
A very provoking post :-)
Yep, Alix. So it is!
We can eat nice and be content.
We can wach TV nicely and be content.
We can be blogging nicely and be content.
But we can also do these things in a not so nice way - compulsively - and be discontent and empty.
I can choose in what way I want it!
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