New Streams of Life (30)
New Streams of Life (30)
Went out last weekend as usual. The weather was great, breezy and cool. We went
to Lyndhurst for a second visit as it was so nice when we went there a couple of
months ago. Between Lyndhurst and Ashurst there were extensive moors where we meandered about for a long time.
Maybe I still prefer moors to forests: the former reveals a good vision while the latter can play too much focus on exclusivity. I find open landscapes irresistible as they always make you wonder and wander at the same time.
You always wonder what is beyond the landscape; and you always couldn't help wandering as far as you could so that the seemingly unreachable at the beginning gradually seem reachable, and that the impossible seem possible. Similar to our life, out in the open space, you encounter impossibility and possibility at the same time.
I had been felt really ill this week. It irritated and frustrated me a lot. But
gladly I finally start to recover. No longer looking forward to the trip to Scotland in December so badly, nor the trip back to Cornwall next Month,nor my family back home. Between now and then, there is so much to do and fulfil.
I think I always hate waiting. The longing seems to me almost unbearable. You would start to wish time could tick away faster which shouldn’t make any sense.
It’s almost an indication of failure. Why would one want time to elapse faster
when one has such a limited life period to live and explore.
But then perhaps this is the interesting aspect of human beings. We can never be
rational all the time. Life would probably turn into absolute banality without
the tuning of such inescapable emotions as longing and expecting.
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