When I visited the local lookout described in the previous post, I was experiencing no pleasant solitude. Nevertheless, it was a pleasant place, and the memory of the cool air, the still quiet and the twinkling lights is far more comforting now than it was then. My emotions that day tended to push me further and further towards the irrational. I knew it before, but I experience it now: they can also pull one closer and closer to being in balance.

I am reassured just now that it can be possible to feel urgency and serenity at the same time. For right at this moment, holding on to nothing more vital than life itself, I feel both urgency and serenity, and the two are not at odds.

Now, I am keenly aware that I have proffered some rampant emotionlessness of late. But I think the pendulum swings both ways, and I am glad of it.

I should both seek and cherish serenity, and this at any moment: now.