I think my last post scared some of you, but I want you to realize that was just my frame of mind on a particular day. Though I've made a lot of progress on positive thinking, I having been back-sliding a bit recently, and I think that day was a bit of a wake-up-call. Positive self-talk is not a destination that you can reach, wash your hands clean, and then move on to the next area of your life you want to improve; it requires constant work and mindfulness. However, once you learn to diagnose negative self-talk, it is easier to address it before it consumes you.
So, last post I gave the reel of film that stays in the dark-room, unexposed; I think it is time for the highlight reel!
I have been trying to travel within North-Rhine Westphalia and explore Essen a bit more. Here are some of the destinations. First up--Minden, which is located near Hanover. It was a lovely town, but I did not check what time the last train to Essen was, so I ended up catching a train to Bielefeld and waiting in the McDonalds there until the next train at 6 am.
I have often walked past your homely magnificence,
Sandstone strength and humble beauty.
Your stained windows and green roof do not beckon visitors to enter your ancient doors,
But rather wait patiently to wrap them in an incense cloud.
Your vaulted ceilings reach upward not in Babylonian ambition,
But as the echo chamber where voices rise and ring and blur
And the white waves of sound wash over pews of people who listen for God's whispers.
As long as they come, you will stand waiting,
Watching carriages turn to cars, centuries ticking by,
And welcoming seekers of the sublime.
Okay, I know it's not great art, but it's what I was feeling at the time. And let's face it, this blog isn't about bringing great art to the world--or even anything particularly valuable. Rather, it is about my perceptions and adventures. This is my experience in Essen.