|A post-Christmas morning view|
(from The Perks of Being a Wallflower)
Walking along the seaside paths in the early morning there is plenty of time for contemplation. This often includes sorting through feelings that arise from life's events. I am often surprised to find that there is a mixed bag of emotions seemingly occurring at one and the same time.
Can this be? Are glad and sad really in the same exact moment or are they flipping so quickly that one cannot tell?
Perhaps another morning walk with sounds of lapping sea and gulls laughing will provide the answer. Or perhaps...simple acceptance of the duality that appears.