{"id":196,"date":"2016-05-03T23:26:55","date_gmt":"2016-05-03T23:26:55","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/prolificpreambles.com\/?p=196"},"modified":"2016-05-26T00:47:40","modified_gmt":"2016-05-26T00:47:40","slug":"path-of-enlightenment","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/prolificpreambles.com\/?p=196","title":{"rendered":"Path of Enlightenment"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>My load limit is often full.<br \/>\nFinding freedom within and giving in, makes me feel good.<br \/>\nMy life gets complicated.<br \/>\nSimplicity in nature can be surreal and habitually heal.<br \/>\n****<br \/>\nAs I stroll down this serene surrounding, my perspective is refined.<br \/>\nMy feet move forward, yet my body and mind want to wait.<br \/>\nI offer myself another moment.<br \/>\nTo pause.<br \/>\n****<br \/>\nI stand mesmerized by natural beauty and marvel at its pureness.<br \/>\nAs sunlight radiates down through the trees, it filters my mind.<br \/>\nI follow the light leading me through this wooded wonder, reminding<br \/>\nmyself to be audacious as I step on each square stone.<br \/>\n****<br \/>\nI appreciate silence, society rushes me.<br \/>\nConcealed within this wondrous walk, while basking in freedom and fresh air,<br \/>\nI organize my reality, and stay committed to my heart and natural surroundings.<br \/>\nTaking time to contemplate on wooden benches discovered along the pathway,<br \/>\nI understand being lost, yet found, is an art to all ages.<br \/>\n****<br \/>\nI respect this refuge, admiring the assortment of hues it presents.<br \/>\nSeeing symbolic significance, as the Sakura flowers emulate pink snowflakes, falling gently on the ground.<br \/>\nI delight in this visual and sensual treat, marking an end or beginning to the next stage in life.<br \/>\n****<br \/>\nI am alive and awakened in how reflective a one mile route can be.<br \/>\nFinding my senses, it feels appropriate to acknowledge the great sages and confluence of magical minds surrounding me.<br \/>\nI observe an abundance of bumblebees perhaps disguised as the ancient greats.<br \/>\n****<br \/>\nI should decode their messages held in the hollow of aged cherry trees.<br \/>\nRelishing the rhythmic water stirring in the canal below, I recognize its resemblance to my inner restlessness.<br \/>\nA discovery of bridges that bring thinkers together provides refuge on this communal route.<br \/>\n****<br \/>\nI am no longer feeling void from life\u2019s uncertainties, a smile and joy emerges inside and out.<br \/>\nCaptivated by a confetti of emotions, sprinkling like pink petals on the water,<br \/>\nI found a place of pure rejuvenation, which will never fade from my mind\u2019s eye.<br \/>\nAs I snapped an ample amount of mental pictures, this springtime tradition will last a lifetime.<br \/>\n****<br \/>\nI connected with the harmony and energy this path projects, feeling<br \/>\nrelaxed and understanding my liberated presence.<br \/>\nI now recognize seasons change, fragility of life exists, yet I feel whole again.<br \/>\nThere is awe and inspiration by my capacity to bloom at varying times in my life.<br \/>\n****<br \/>\nI have this life to appreciate exquisite scenery that lies in different pockets of the world and within me.<br \/>\nTo be aware of how infinitely connected we are is a gift.<br \/>\nAs I glean philosophical wisdom from the past, I forge forward to the future.<br \/>\nYear after year remembering the stroll down Philosopher\u2019s Path in Kyoto, Japan in the flowering season of my forty-second year.<\/p>\n<p>First Published at Life As A Human on May 4, 2016<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/lifeasahuman.com\/2016\/arts-culture\/poetry-arts-culture\/path-of-philosophy\/\">http:\/\/lifeasahuman.com\/2016\/arts-culture\/poetry-arts-culture\/path-of-philosophy\/<\/a><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>My load limit is often full. 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