Elongated Voyage

In the last two months I have had several of these Blissful Moments.  Then the thought came over me, is peace just merely a feeling, or more of a lifestyle?  Should I necessarily be aiming for a blissful high?  A high created by a calm, cool, and collected composure?  A high created by low stress (which is foreign to me), and low blood pressure? Or should I simply be aiming for a lifestyle of peace, a lifestyle of bliss?

At first I believe that I was looking for that high, however now as I dwell deeper I am searching for the creation of a lifestyle of peace and bliss.  A lifestyle that is contagious to those who seek harmony with the world, the creator, and other seekers.

A large portion of me believes that I have inadvertently been living in part a lifestyle of peace and bliss.  The trouble is describing how I live and created this lifestyle.  If/When I describe this lifestyle then the question stands if this formula fits only myself or not.

Trajectory Conceived

Part of exploration is realizing, acknowledging, and mapping the path that we have traveled. With that being said, a few weeks ago I went to Baltimore, MD, Washington DC, and Gettysburg PA for vacation. My plans were simple, spend time with a friend and see some of the sights. During my visit all of the sites including the tourist attractions were outstanding, however during my trip I found something that I have trouble describing, much less displaying. 


On August 17, 2011 I was sitting at a pool outside of Baltimore by myself while my friend ran some errands. The pool had a membership, and there were several people there, mostly families, and as the day went on it became more crowded. I brought a book, a journal and a pen, sunscreen, and a towel. I spent the day reading, lounging, and writing. When adult swim was called I would swim as well. As I sat there, going back and forth between reading and writing, this blissful peace came over me. The children were still as loud as ever, however I had this feeling that if the entire world came tumbling down, if my entire world came tumbling down that I would still be able to go on joyfully. I just sat there looked at my journal, wrote a few verses, and rested in the blissful peace of the moment, just delighted in the joys of the universe, the shinning of the sun, the gentle calm sway of the trees, the soft cool breeze. The World is Beautiful!

Embarkation

I am at rest, and peace. My peace wasn’t something that I discovered, sought, or expected, much less deserved. So, how did I get to this point in my life? What in this, on this, beyond this Amazing Earth creates peace? Where is this peace found? How do I, or can I hold on to this peace? Do circumstances create peace, or destroy it? I’m not sure the answer to any of these questions. I’m also not sure if I’ll find the answer to any of them, or where to start looking. I have a lot of unanswered questions from one simple fact, “I am at rest, and peace”. From here I will continue over the weeks?, months?, or years? to come at least keep this peace, and hopefully answer a question or two along the way.