Island Alone
Looking out on to an endless horizon I began to wonder if this could be the end of the world. I thought, what it may have been like to experience this site before the world was known? How would I few the ocean? I can assure myself that I would have a much deeper respect for something so vast and uncontrollable as the waters of the Mediterranean. I was seated in the center of a white pebble beach on the Island of Assisi. I was a world away from the mixture of country roads and urban center that is Fredericksburg Virginia. I had come to realize truly vast the world. Thinking that beyond that horizon lies my home. Thousands of miles from contact with the ones I love I began to feel so alive and so a home. The came over me an inner peace and calmness. I came to a realization that there was nothing in my power that I could do to return myself home. All at once I opened up to the moment. I began to live and not thinking about living. Living in a state of action instead of planning. I relate this to Turner's idea of flow. Action lead to reaction, but it was all intuitive.
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