Some days, I just want to sit and stare at something beautiful.
For no other reason than I can.
I should.
I need to.
And because there is beauty.
Sometimes there is just beauty in sitting and staring.
At memories.
Some days, I just want to sit and stare at something beautiful.
For no other reason than I can.
I should.
I need to.
And because there is beauty.
Sometimes there is just beauty in sitting and staring.
At memories.
Yes-sir-ee. My sentiments exactly. Why is this so hard?
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I think “slow” and “slow down” have become cuss words for some reason. Appreciation and reflection should always be ‘good’ things. Thanks Tess.
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So why the melancholy?
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I don’t know if it’s melancholy. Though, perhaps, it is somewhat. I sent you an email with other info. But truly, I like the idea of sitting before something beautiful and having the freedom to be still and appreciate.
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Sweet!
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π Thank you! Κβ’α΄₯β’Κ
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It’s easier to close your eyes and see the memory than it is to try and find the picture.
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Sometimes. THough I think I am getting better at seeing the in motion picture.
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I can remember many years ago I would escape and walk in the mountains alone for hours. Occasionally I get to pass those mountains once more and I love to look at them and realise my life has got a whole lot better. Those mountains were my friends at the time, and made me feel free for awhile. Now when I pass them I see their beauty and I relish real freedom. I loved this post for reminding me of that memory.
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You’re welcome Tric. And what a lovely place to be to look at something beautiful. I’m glad you have/had those mountains.
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You are wise.
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Oh my, thank you! I think we all have our moments . π
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Ha – you do!
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I love this reflection, Colleen. I SOOOOOO hope you will start a series of greeting cards. I think they would sell! These little drawings are delightful.
By the way, on my post today, I left out one thing out that will interest you and David–namely that all along the Tomebamba River, which I write about, there is a lovely bike trail.
Hugs from Ecuador,
Kathy
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Thank you so much Kathy. I am so behind today and yesterday’s blogs. I will send you an email why. I would love to be on that lovely bike trail with David, and you and Sara. π It truly sounds wonderful. Hugs returned! colleen
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Ah yes, lot to behold outside but those warm memories that we spend a lifetime making…lot of loveliness there as well.
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Isn’t there though? Sometimes I see things (like the waterfalls on my last trip) and just want to sit for hours and stare. That’s it. Just sit and stare, hearing it, being there. And sometimes I want to sit and think and think and think, remembering. And feeling good about those things I remember.
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Colleen, I do find myself starring at some far away place as my mind escapes to it. Thank you, Bill
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I’m there sometimes too Bill. π Thank you.
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The perfect thing for me to read this afternoon. It was a day for a lot of thinking…and staring. ox
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I hope it was good staring. And thinking. I feel like Winnnie the Pooh right now. π
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I find I dream and stare when by the ocean. Yes, it has much value to your wellness to do that.
Love the little guy again π
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π THAT sounds divine. I have had the rare opportunity to stare in to an ocean and loved it.
Thanks, the little fella’s seem to enjoy being liked. π
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