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Solitude, nakedness, silence & peace.
(posted on Tuesday, January 20 by eii wyy nae.)
Solitude, nakedness, silence & peace.
The door to my bathroom.
Solitude.
Nakedness.
Peace.
Silence.
If you look really hard, you will see those words barely, barely visible beneath the tossed-off jeans and t-shirts. I stole these words from a novel - one of Diana Gabaldon's Outlander series books, but I can't remember which one - and I painted them on the door to my bathroom.
No doubt I will get many hits on this post via people googling the word nakedness - some day I may write a post about the odd things people google which bring them to my little place here. "Macho boots", for instance, brought someone all the way from Brazil. "Giggling child picture" brought someone from a school district somewhere in the state of Washington.
Oh, and when I was linked from another blog via the word "bra" - oh my goodness! All those gentlemen who popped in for just a second & popped right out.
Could it be my biggest day ever?
I feel *sparkle*!
Actually, these words have power just on their own, just right there on that door. And not just for me. I once had a plumber who was absolutely thrilled to see the word nakedness written right out loud like that! Oh, he was quite silly! Began to blather to his coworkers about the indignities his wife - what a lucky woman! - would have to put up with if she put such a teasing word on their bathroom door. Embarrassed his compadres greatly, and made me laugh.
For me however, they're just words that mean what they say.
Solitude - just me, baby.
Nakedness - no clothes allowed in the bath.
Peace - lights are off, candles are lit.
Silence - phone is off the hook.
Eyes are closed.
Thoughts are dwindling,
flickering like the candle flame.
Slowing down.
Slowing . . . down.
Slowing . . . . down.
the diary keeper,
‘my charliegirl.
Labels: laziness, meditation, relaxation., silliness
