2007-03-25 15:49:31 · 9 answers · asked by Mikey C 5 in Arts & Humanities ➔ Philosophy
It was 4:30 a.m. and I was standing at the side of the road on Highway 60 in Algonquin Provincial Park. An ethereal mist was rising off of Smoke Lake as the sun was coming up. It was breathtaking. The sky a smoky blue lined with the shadows of majestic pines, the sun a ball of gold glimmering through the trees. The haunting call of a loon in the distance. My boyfriend at the time and I madly snapping photos of the most beautiful scene we've ever experienced (which I would later paint -- acrylic on canvas -- and hang in my living room). I usually hate getting up early in the morning (when it's to go to work) but that morning I was anxious to get up. We were trying to spot a moose. I was inspired. I felt alive. I realized what an extraordinarily beautiful world it is & how lucky we are to be in it. I realized that being close to nature is what makes me happy & being far away from it was what had made me stressed & depressed.
2007-03-25 16:07:38 · answer #1 · answered by amp 6 · 2⤊ 0⤋
I was just thinking about an ex-boyfriend (because I was just reminded by of him by hearing a Michael Buble song we both enjoyed) and was hoping that he'd found a wonderful girl and was very happy. Although we weren't right for each other, he was a great guy and I wish him only the best. And I was feeling a little sorry that he lives so far away and we don't keep in touch too well.
2007-03-25 22:53:47 · answer #2 · answered by Who Knew? 4 · 0⤊ 0⤋
An amazing episode from my early adulthood - believe it or not, involving a nest of sparrows on my windowsill - when the last baby was big enough and finally strong enough to fly away for the first time, the mother sparrow let out such a shriek - a shriek of pain and sadness and trying to stop it from leaving. I would never ever have believed that birds have feelings, but I heard it and responded as one 'mother' to another - that feeling when the last child leaves for good.
2007-03-25 23:28:24 · answer #3 · answered by concernedjean 5 · 0⤊ 0⤋
lately, i've been thinking about my childhood summers. a lot. I keep thinking about this one rustic cabin my family used to stay in every summer on the Maine coast. All my memories include my mother's parents, my parents, my brothers, and all my cousins and aunts and uncles. Every summer the entire family would get together and it was always so fun and relaxing. Since then, my grandfather has passed and so has the house - it's been torn down and replaced by a much less rustic summer house. I keep dwelling on how much i would love to see my grandpa again, and how I would love to spend another summer in that cabin the way it is in my memories.
2007-03-25 22:58:54 · answer #4 · answered by jamoncita 5 · 1⤊ 0⤋
Nothing powerful/emotional is playing on my mind at the moment. I'm pretty mellowed-out and going with the flow. It's nice to not be in emotional turmoil like so many people are and like I have experienced in the past. It's good to have peace in your life. I appreciate it...
2007-03-25 22:58:38 · answer #5 · answered by BRAT 4 · 0⤊ 1⤋
Today would have been my best friends birthday. BUT he died in his sleep 6 years ago. He was only 39. I loved him dearly and not a day goes by that I don't think of him. He was one of the best people I have ever met.
2007-03-26 00:14:26 · answer #6 · answered by ? 6 · 1⤊ 0⤋
i always remember that morning, i met his smile, beautiful sunshine there...
it was a morning of June, 2006, the day before my birthday
2007-03-25 22:57:06 · answer #7 · answered by chloe 5 · 0⤊ 0⤋
None. My emotional meter is on "standby".
2007-03-25 22:59:14 · answer #8 · answered by QuiteNewHere 7 · 0⤊ 0⤋
I got to go back to work tomorrow...Baaaa...
2007-03-25 22:53:07 · answer #9 · answered by Anonymous · 0⤊ 0⤋