There was a time when I used to look forward to the pitter-patter of raindrops every time the rainy season sets in. I loved how the grass seemed so green and the plants looked so fresh just after a sudden downpour. Since typhoon Ondoy though, I have this funny feeling of being threatened when it rains hard and I see the pool of water in the streets. I can’t shake off that grim scenario when our house was flooded two years ago because of the typhoon. Thank God, typhoon Chedeng has finally left the country. PAGASA said that the official rainy season has just started. Fine, as long as it doesn’t bring deluge just like what typhoon Ondoy did.
A friend asked me once why I tend to gravitate to such pursuits as writing, gardening and reading, instead of mingling with the crowd. I’ve always been at ease being alone and such solitary hobbies make me more attuned to my inner self. Being alone doesn’t mean that you are lonely, it just gives you ample time to do things at your own pace and leisure. I love to listen to the silence. Are you afraid to sit a while and think? Are you afraid to listen to the echo of your own voice? Sometimes, solitude gives us that perfect excuse to just be. William Penn couldn’t have expressed it more perfectly when he said, “true silence is the rest of the mind, and is to the spirit what sleep is to the body, nourishment and refreshment”. And Paul Tillich has this to say, “loneliness can be conquered only by those who can bear solitude.“
I have this sudden longing to visit Caleruega again. I keep imagining the plants and flowers growing there now. And the Koi, they must have gotten so big after more than a year. Caleruega is one place where you could truly enjoy the bliss of solitude.