Beautiful Moments
The best night of my life was spent lying in the bottom of a boat, floating down a river low enough to be under the thin layer of mist gathering at about 3am such that it scudded between me and the stars.
Make us feel all warm and fluffy. Tell us about the most beautiful moments in your life so far.
( , Fri 11 Mar 2005, 9:15)
The best night of my life was spent lying in the bottom of a boat, floating down a river low enough to be under the thin layer of mist gathering at about 3am such that it scudded between me and the stars.
Make us feel all warm and fluffy. Tell us about the most beautiful moments in your life so far.
( , Fri 11 Mar 2005, 9:15)
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Moments of purity
About twelve years ago I was on a residential school trip and I wasn't enjoying it. I was homesick and just generally depressed by the whole experience. In order to finish our assignment for the week we had to pull an all-nighter but several in our group weren't pulling their weight.
Frustrated by events, I walked off to be by myself in the surrounding woods for a bit and found a large tree stump to sit on, overlooking the river valley. It was 3am on a cool spring morning with moonlight filling the valley, reflecting from the river a mile away and illuminating the few clouds in a soft silver glow.
I sat there in miserable contemplation for a while, watching cloud shadows drift across the valley and the occasional set of headlights pick their way along lanes several miles away, until something very odd happened. I felt all the tension, all the frustration, all the unhappiness slowly drain out of my body, through the tree stump and deep into the ground. It left me with the feeling of being perfectly at peace with myself and in union with the earth. I have never felt more a part of nature than in the hour or so I sat there.
( , Mon 14 Mar 2005, 15:53, Reply)
About twelve years ago I was on a residential school trip and I wasn't enjoying it. I was homesick and just generally depressed by the whole experience. In order to finish our assignment for the week we had to pull an all-nighter but several in our group weren't pulling their weight.
Frustrated by events, I walked off to be by myself in the surrounding woods for a bit and found a large tree stump to sit on, overlooking the river valley. It was 3am on a cool spring morning with moonlight filling the valley, reflecting from the river a mile away and illuminating the few clouds in a soft silver glow.
I sat there in miserable contemplation for a while, watching cloud shadows drift across the valley and the occasional set of headlights pick their way along lanes several miles away, until something very odd happened. I felt all the tension, all the frustration, all the unhappiness slowly drain out of my body, through the tree stump and deep into the ground. It left me with the feeling of being perfectly at peace with myself and in union with the earth. I have never felt more a part of nature than in the hour or so I sat there.
( , Mon 14 Mar 2005, 15:53, Reply)
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