Thursday, September 20, 2012
it's strange sometimes the realizations you have in a seemingly random moment. i don't think they're random at all though. i think we know the answer all along, it's just in a moment that we choose to recognize it. in my own life i think this is true anyway. the answers often are there, right in front of me, but instead of looking directly in the looking glass, i try to peer through it and make things what they aren't. like alice, i'd rather slide down in the rabbit hole.
it's funny, tonight brittney said,"you like nothing more than to get lost by yourself." i hadn't thought of it that way before, but she's right. even if getting lost means nothing more than roaming around the mall alone, looking at the pretty things and watching all the people. i like the aloneness. i relish my quiet solitude, even if it's found in the middle of Manhattan. i am alone, and there is peace and independence in that. sometimes i want to share the joy i find in those times with others, but i'm afraid it would be lost on them, as the fun of something like a football game is wasted on me.
so that may be my answer...my beloved solitude
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I don't think they are random either. As you said, sometimes we look too hard and then we change the answer to what we think it should be. Once we step back and let go of that contolling nature the answer is much clearer. Or, even if it isn't as clear, not having to know what the answer is can be more freeing that when we were trying to control it. Solitued is how I process things and search for clarity.
I've got the song "Rabbit Hole" by Temper Trap in my head now.
i love going down the rabbit hole :) i treasure those sorts of quiet conversations too.
i wonder, why is it that we need to control so much? why do we have to have those answers?
I think the answer differs for each person. For some, it is probably a power trip. Others want to control because they think they know what's best, but they fail to realize that not everyone thinks they way the do, or has been through different life experiences. I think it is a characteristic of fear, but I haven't thought it all the way through just yet. The ironic part is that the more you let go the more freedom you gain. Giving control to God (where it belongs) and trusting he knows what he is doing. Hmmm...maybe fear and trust is the root. Sorry, thinking out loud :)
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