Warning, when I am tired (as I am now) and I write things, they tend to get a philosophical, slightly goofy tint, so bear with my rambling and just read on.
Life can be so randomly beautiful. Sharp rays of sunshine, pouring through a dusty window into a empty room. One red leaf, perfectly encased in ice on a side walk. A small child slipping their hand into yours, trusting you to protect their world. A smile caused by a chipmunk sighting (hey... they are one of the most exciting woodland creatures... ), or spotting a favorite children's book up on a shelf. There are so many precious moments in life, filled with beauty, depth, insight, purity, innocence, and even perfect silence. Most moments go by unnoticed. Most come and go with out anyone giving a second thought.
Look at the world around us. Find the innocence of a life untouched by the pain and suffering that we bring upon our selves with age and so called "maturity". Maturity. It's an over used and rarely understood term. Maturity does not necessarily come with age. It comes with experience. It comes with seeing the world as bigger than your self and being willing to look to others for answers and advice. Maturity is a good thing, but it also changes the way we view the world.
Tennyson said in his poem In Memoriam "'Tis better to have loved and lost, than never to have loved at all.' Tennyson was right, but I almost hate him for it. The beauty of life comes out after we have suffered and have healed. I think life's pleasures would not be as sweet, if we had not experienced pain. Its a sad sort of necessity. A key to living life to the fullest that only time and experience can give.
Life is funky. It is full of great joy and great pain. We have all had at least one moment of pure happiness, and at least one moment where we saw no hope. Sometimes things can be so beautiful that it hurts. Something so good, that our little hearts just can't take it. Such is the life of a human.
Beauty and pain. Inseparable emotions. Maturity and innocence. contradictions?
oh man. i like the way you think/write: rambly and ok with inconclusions. (yes, i just made up that word.)
ReplyDeletei am totally with you on the beauty and pain thing. it is so crazy, how our suffering informs and heightens our true pleasure. and those beautiful things that hurt - the first time i saw first-hand someone reach out and grab God's hand for life (and helped them in that prayer), it was so crazily awesome that i had tears streaming down my face for the next hour (that was at junior rr last year, lol). i don't understand the relationship between joy and sorrow, but i know it is there.
somehow, in some weird way, i don't think these things actually contradict each other. joy and sorrow. maturity and innocence. they are like the two twins who are opposite in personality and looks and yet inseparable still. maybe. :)
sorry. i didn't mean to write a whole 'nother post here. but you make me think! i like it.
xo
Yeah! Something I said made you think and go on a thinking adventure (btw... the best kind)
ReplyDeleteI like a world where opposites compliment each other instead of cause conflict.
YEAH FOR THINKING AND AMAZING JR RR'S!