In these days of reflection and meditation before the Easter Holidays, I retreated to a quiet place to connect with the energy of these uplifting moments.
Each of us needs longer or shorter moments of rediscovery. Such periods of introspection are needed for perceiving the silence within and around, and that’s it. It seems a trivial fact, but it is very difficult to obtain, almost impossible for many, who cannot disconnect even for a few moments from the crazy rhythm imposed by a consumerist society. The shopping rush before the holidays takes us away from their true meaning, which is to connect with the good energy these moments spread.
I saw a seemingly hilarious scene the other day, a representation of what is happening at the individual level in today’s society. I passed by a worker who was directing traffic on a single lane, holding a lit cigarette in the corner of his lips and talking on the phone at the same time. I laughed when I saw him, but after I passed by him, I realized that his image embodies the caricature of the modern individual, for whom multitasking has become a way of being, which is a positive aspect in his own eyes and in the eyes of others. In other words, it’s about doing multiple things at the same time without really being connected to any of them. The result is a state of almost continuous agitation, in which the brain processes information without moments of respite, the moments of relaxation being considered those in which you respond to messages, chat on social networks or watch a show or a movie, or go on walks through the mall, where the brain is bombarded with countless stimuli.
Technology offers unprecedented advantages, but also unprecedented risks, the biggest being the disconnection from ourselves and nature, and the greater it is, the more acute the feeling of alienation and dissatisfaction, the only way to alleviate it is that of spending time with ourselves, quietly, even for a few minutes a day.
I had heard from some people about the daffodil hills in the area nearby and wanted to get to them. I encountered several obstacles on the way up: swampy areas, thorns, bushes that I had to avoid, steeper parts that demanded more of me, the illusion that I had arrived, although I still had enough to climb to the top. At first, I got lost a few times, then, as I got closer and saw the daffodil field, the path to them became easier. By the time I reached the top, it was almost dusk. I was very close to the sky, and the sun spread an enveloping light around. I immersed myself in the sublime silence and the scent of daffodils carried far away by the evening wind. Far from everyone and everything, I had a revelation that will stay in my mind forever.
The path taken resembles the climb on the path of evolution. It comes at first from curiosity and from the desire to live wonderful experiences, to reach the state of peace and balance, to which only those who have made efforts in this direction have access. There are people who have been there and can offer advice, but the road is individual, for one prepared to face the difficulties encountered along the way. In the beginning, there are many fears, which, as the road goes up, become less and less, because the one who walks the road gets used to the route taken and because he sees more and more images of the place where he has to reach. As they ascend, fears are left behind, and so is the life before. There remains the desire to reach and enjoy the view and that’s it. And when you’ve reached the top, you feel close to heaven, you feel peace as a natural state of being and a joy that comes from somewhere beyond, after you’ve left behind the doubts, and the frustrations, and the regrets. There is only place for silence and that’s it. And the joy of being.
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