June Twenty-seventh; Finding Serene

 In this day and time, it is not easy to find, but it can be. The feeling of being serene. The feeling, of quiet, uninterrupted, calm.

Back when I was working, it was nearly impossible to find. I would get up early, rush off to work and spend no less than ten hours pushing myself as hard as I could. Arriving home I would attempt to catch my breath and then prepare the evening meal. By the time I went to bed, I was completely exhausted. I set the alarm and prepared to do it all over again the next day and the next and… 

When my husband was alive, especially after he began driving a truck meaning he was gone more than home, it was nearly impossible. When he was out on the road, he would be calling, needing help in finding out information on where he was going. Help in finding out if he could park there or where the nearest truck stop was. We didn’t have smart phones at the time so he would call for us to look things up online.When he was home, it was catching up on everything at some form of warp speed. He was only going to be home for three days at the most. One had to cram a lot of appointments and visits and preparations for going back out in those three days.

When my husband was found deceased my world tilted. When we lost my brother, it tilted more. When I lost my job and the world went insane due to the pandemic, it seemed to simply stop. How does one find anything serene, in the insanity and confusion?

I found my serene moments, in getting away. Finding those moments whether few or more, out into nature alone at times, at times with my dog. Always, with my Lord. I could pray, often did.  There were times though, when all I had to do, was walk. Or find a quiet place to simply sit. In those moments, the release of all the crazy, frantic, confusing emotions eased. I could feel the storms in my thoughts and emotions calm. Just as Jesus stood on the boat and told the storm to be still, I felt Him do that to all that was raging inside me at the moment.

There is a small pond below my home. I’ve spent time beside the pond, simply watching the ripples on the surface. I’ve watched the wind shift and the ripples flow the other way, away from me. Taking my concerns and worries with them. I’ve watched the reflections of the clouds cross the water, the reflections of the trees shift and move. I’ve watched the dragon fly and butterfly dance on the summer breeze. All miracles, all there to help me find my strength and calm ground.

Many times, when I have been to hike a local mountain trail, though I am not alone there, it is still a place of peace. Passing people, greeting them, a brief chat and gone. Standing on top of the mountain and looking out across the landscape that stretches out below. Seeing the wonders there, and knowing that this world is filled with so many wonders that I have not, and will never see, but someone will. When they are standing, gazing out across what is in front of them, will they see the gift it is? Will the wonders there, help ease the storms in their life, as a simple hike and standing gazing out does to mine? I have on several occasions walked back down the roadway trail and with each step, felt a peace flood into my heart. I have felt it as a cleansing of all my worries and concerns. I have felt a comfort, in knowing that the peace, the serene moments out in nature, are a gift. Away from the distractions, away from technology, away from the every day annoyances. Just me and the Lord walking.

It doesn’t have to be a nature walk. Any place where you can be alone. A quiet room, a hot bath, a bench somewhere. A place to sit, relax and reflect. A place where you can escape the frantic pace and allow the peace to flow in pushing the busy away.

Once you feel that peace, you want it more. You desire and seek it more. I do, and I have learned that it really isn’t that difficult to find. Those serene moments, are helping my world to right itself and turn again. Those moments, have brought a great healing to a heart that was for a time, very dark. Simple, quiet, moments.

About rebecca s revels

A writer, a photographer, a cancer survivor. An adventurer of the mild kind, a lover of the simple pleasures such as long walks and chocolate. A Christian unashamed of my faith and a friend who is dependable and will encourage readily. Author of three self published books with more waiting to find their way to paper. An advocate of good things, a fighter against wrongs.
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5 Responses to June Twenty-seventh; Finding Serene

  1. Dia Jae says:

    That’s all anyone can ask for. Peace.

  2. Silk Cords says:

    That pond really does look peaceful. You’re right about once you’ve found it, you always crave it. It’s been so long for me, I can’t even remember where it was I found it.

    • Thank you. It is, even the times I’ve been down there and met by snakes. I’m in their home, I just back away and let them be. I can always enjoy the pond from over there>>>>way, over there>>>It had been a long time for me. So long I wondered if I would ever find it again. To have, is indeed a gift and blessing.

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