‘We can be serene even in the midst of calamities and, by our serenity, make others more tranquil. Serenity is contagious. If we smile at someone, he or she will smile back. And a smile costs nothing. We should plague everyone with joy’ ~Swami Satchidananda
I love the instinctive incongruousness of joy being a plague, one which we should be spreading indiscriminately and with the ease of sharing a freely given smile. And I appreciate the thought that serenity can be a state of community tranquility.
Seeking inner serenity can, and perhaps should also be a life’s journey. A state of being where internal and external turmoil are one-step removed from the core. I am but a short way into my journey.
This picture, in its infinite tranquility, is in part a capture of the space I hope to find inside. Soft purple hues that soothe and imbibe a sense of peace to the colour of my soul. Cool, calm waters with a myriad of treasures below. A space for everything just to be, not necessarily a space where everything has to be right, or perfect, or in its place. All bounded by the strength and security of immovable, impenetrable mountains.
And just when I think I’m all growed-up and have finally found the long-awaited adult inside… In as much as that peace and serenity calls to me, I can’t help myself, I am so gonna cause some ripples in that pond of tranquility when I get there! Because I know that once found, those clear calm waters will always be there, to be found.
Or maybe, I’m just more Dusty Springfield than Swami Satchidananda..?
‘I wouldn’t know how to handle serenity if somebody handed it to me on a plate.’ ~Dusty Springfield