Remembering is not living. Life happens in the now, in the moment.
To remember is, or can be, to put back together, to gather together fragments of experience in search of meaning.
To remember can also be a seduction, a trap, an endless loop that goes nowhere, leaching life from the body, the Soul.
Remembering can be an addiction used to forestall the coming solitude. Replaying overdone vignettes, searching through the same old scraps for sustenance.
But solitude is the only path which leads to the answers for questions too deep for words. Who would join me here? If only for a moment, or a day.
In the desert be mindful of the gifts you give. Save, guard your heart’s impulses. In dry places generosity can quickly evaporate accomplishing nothing.
Wait for a one who also knows solitude. There the seeds of care will sprout and its roots reach down into the wet depth of life.
He who does not understand your silence will probably not understand your words. (Elbert Hubbard)
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This is amazing…
Very true “in dry places generosity can quickly evaporate accomplishing nothing” and “wait for the one who also know solitude” that’s the biggest lesson I have learnt from all of this… I will wait for the one who also know solitude. Him and him alone I will share my heart with…
After a while if we keep throwing our pearls to swine and keep getting torn up it is not the pigs fault. I think we keep getting mad at the pigs and wishing they would not be pigs but that’s what they do. I am not preaching. I am confessing. I am so happy to have you here!
It’s true… I was sitting in my safe place amongst the trees and I had a bible in my pocket… It fell out on landed on Matthew 7:6 and I felt in that moment God was speaking to me. I always try to give to everyone equally but not everyone is deserving. I thought I was being a good person but in that moment I think God approve of my choices to make the necessary changes I was planning on making from that moment forward… I felt I wasted my love and invested so much of my time to people who didn’t appreciate my love and care. I felt so used and abused by them. Never again will I make that mistake of giving my treasures to swine. They were wolf in sheep clothing…
You saying those words are confirmation again… Thanks for sharing 🙂
There is so much valuable about you it should be treasured. The cool thing is that you still got all of you and more left. We may be bruised but we cant be destroyed. Blessings my friend.
Thanks 🙂
Reminds me of the desert fathers and mothers of old, old, long ago and how they sought solitude, yet communion, within their monastic communities in the desert. Having set for many hours in silence with women during compline at retreats, I know that’s possible.
It is so cool that you know of such things
So many are too frightened by what they might find and in doing so they fall into the endless loop you speak of.
Like I told a friend who responded to this. I am not preaching but rather confessing. 🙂 Thank you for your thoughtful response.
“But solitude is the only path which leads to the answers for questions too deep for words.” A clear head helps you make informed decisions?
Guilty. You’ve given me something to think about. Thx for the insightful post.
Takes one to know one :). Im not preaching my friend. I am confessing. I wish you happiness my friend.
I don’t know why it makes me moderate your comments every time. But Ima little “tarded” about this stuff (no offense) You are welcome to say anything you want here.
Oh Plato! I loved this one. I don’t usually like to listen to audio but I am glad I did. You read so well. I very much enjoyed it. The trick is how one can be joined in solitude. Lovely.
No clinging our needing just being. One does not impinge on the other. Two might become one but they first must be singular and autonomous. In biology cells must be differentiated with clear boundaries in order to function in a healhty way with the others. Weak walls and boundaries lead to cancer.
You are most kind. 🙂