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The Veils, “Sit Down by the Fire”

“My father’s singing in the falling leaves/about the complicated beauty of a river run dry.”

If I can do anything right now, I can relate to the sentiments this song expresses.  It also invokes in me a feeling of rightness and sincerity.  There are some nights when I’m outside whether it be in Vermont or otherwise where sitting down by the fire is so compelling.  To quote C.S. Lewis’ Suprised by Joy “[Since nature’s] beauties were such that even a fool could not force them into competition, this cured me once and for all of the pernicious tendency to compare and to prefer -an operation that does little good even when we are dealing with works of art and endless harm when we are dealing with nature. Total surrender is the first step towards the fruition of either. Shut your mouth; open your eyes and ears. Take in what is there and give no thought to what might have been there or what is somewhere else. That can come later, if it must come at all.”  Being around nature is one of the healthiest environments I have found for myself.  It puts my soul at ease.  I swallow my pride almost instantly and unconsciously knowing that what I’m experiencing is utterly visceral.  Of course this perspective is only enhanced and catered to by the fact that I’ve been living in an urban setting for the past 4 years.  It is a wonder if I would have the same kind of appreciation for it had I been surrounded by it rather than isolated by brick and concrete but in any event spring is coming, and I hope I’m ready.

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