Sometimes I need just a little change in the daily routine. This time we changed our way home and decided to try another path. I knew our home’s direction, and there is a big forest in the middle of our town. So went this way, and it was absolutely gorgeous. Everywhere laid little snow, because this winter has been very few snowfall. So everything was covered in white and the forest was really quiet, although not far away from streets and houses.
It was not a long way through the forest, but I had never been in this part of our town, and it was a beautiful place. We did not get lost and came home about two hours late, but it was definitely worth it!
Beyond the blistering cold,
there is a light,
so valuable to those,
who have been living without;
such a thread to those,
who have enough;
How can we,
which we see everyday,
we tend to forget,
what it would be without.
Be thankful for everything you have…
A red sunrise rose that one morning,
painting the clouds in a beautiful color,
this was an amazing view,
lasting only a moment.
Never be to busy,
to stop on your way,
take a deep breath,
and recognize the wonders around you
Your joy is your sorrow unmasked.
And the selfsame well from which your laughter rises was oftentimes filled with your tears.
And how else can it be?
The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.
Is not the cup that holds your wine the very cup that was burned in the potter’s oven?
And is not the lute that soothes your spirit, the very wood that was hollowed with knives?
When you are joyous, look deep into your heart and you shall find it is only that which has given you sorrow that is giving you joy.
When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.
Some of you say, “Joy is greater thar sorrow,” and others say, “Nay, sorrow is the greater.”
But I say unto you, they are inseparable.
Together they come, and when one sits, alone with you at your board, remember that the other is asleep upon your bed.
Verily you are suspended like scales between your sorrow and your joy.
Only when you are empty are you at standstill and balanced.
When the treasure-keeper lifts you to weigh his gold and his silver, needs must your joy or your sorrow rise or fall.
On Joy and Sorrow
This post, and my thoughts, are with all human beings suffering from a depression.
I can only try, but never imagine, how hard it must be, when even the simplest things become difficult, that it hurts to get out of bed.
How hard it must be, that love ones around do not recognize it as a dangerous illness and keep telling to just do it and stop whining…
But I know one thing. It does not matter how hard it is, how dark everything is, there is always light. You may not see it yet, but it is there, for the change of dark and light is the way the world goes. Without sorrow there is no joy, without pain no happiness, and without dark no light…
A blessed monday to you all, this is a shot from an autumn forest, it was taken last year, and I just fell in love with the vintage style, so I made a vintage forest background of it. Great use in web design with blurred backgrounds in an autumn theme!
Hope you like it, as usual, creative commons licence, if you need a commercial licence or without back-link, just drop me message, I am sure we can find an agreement!
The vintage autumn background is a jpeg file, resolution 4000 * 3000 px and about 6MB in size.
If you use it somewhere, I’d love to see it, if you want, you can link it in the comments!
A nice autumn week to everyone!
It is just amazing if you think about, how our world is filled with diversity. Be it diversity among us people, or amongst the animals, the trees also are so different, even in their ways to lose their leaves in autumn.
Some trees have lost almost every leave by now, and others are still green like in the summer.
Some trees turn slowly, all leaves at once, and others, like the birches, seems to lose their color in steps. Some of the leaves turn yellow, and others are still green, which gives the birch a funny colored look.