It's been a rough week and I'm only in the middle of it however for about 45 minutes today, I had the privilege of spending some time in this room.
It was a place of incredible peace.
There was a hint of the woodsmoke I recall from those days spent in the safety of a happy childhood but sweetly scented.
The silence was so thick, so dense, so peaceful it seeed to caress my skin but without suffocating me. I sat there for ages trying to think of how to describe it.
It was stunning.
It made me think about Buddhism and whether there was a way for me to escape to this room of meditation on a regular basis.
Then it was back to the real world and I was late every where on an impossible schedule. Heading out again soon, just touching base with my 5-minute-meditation room here at the blog.
I left New Zealand mid-2003, bound for Istanbul and a new lif. After two years, a Belgian guy lured me into his world, deep in the heart of Europe. For a long time I was an in-process immigrant. One day we married. These days it's about photography, a little red wine and wandering ... and so the journey goes.
Wednesday, April 09, 2008
Meditation Room
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Buddhism is so inspiring and relaxing. We should all opt to become buddhists. Or maybe not. You are free to chose. :D
Indeed you are ...
Can one be a bit of a Buddhist? K has read many books on Buddhism and has a Buddhist soul, even if he doesn't formally practice...
Ditto Granola-grrrl
Amazing shots from a place that makes one forget the neverending noise of Antwerp.
I wonder Di, is it hard to get inside? I assume they're not really open to the public - I can already imagine busloads of tourists messing with that incredible silence.
I'm an Antwerp native but had no idea this place existed (whoops ;-)
Hmmmmm.. looks like a bunch of pies on dinner trays..... hmmm piiiiiiie :)
Perhaps one can be, v-grrrl. I loved that room so much!
That was the stunning thing, Peter. I couldn't hear anything outside and I guess Schoten is far enough away from motorways and mayhem.
We should find out how difficult it is to wander in over there. I would love to go regularly. I'll try and ask the guy who organised it - remind me when we meet next week. I need nagged some, as life has been crazy this week :)
Mark ... that was mean! As you know, Jimmys pies are the food most missed by Jessie and I over here ... the other night I was out in the city with a kiwi, drinking and eating and things and imagine, she said 'What I wouldn't give for a pie about now'.
Sigh ... piessssssssssssss.
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