In the Forest

Natalie looked at the sky, at the clouds floating on it and thought that she was created for such a contemplative life, for reflection, for development and inner work on herself, and this requires space and loneliness.

Family life with its every day's duties, long grinding to each other and constant being together leads to the emasculation of relations, to a narrowing of the perception's spectrum of the beauty and diversity of another person. Over time, people inevitably begin to see only a diagram, something to which they are accustomed, and can no longer see the forest behind the trees... what Natalie was doing at the moment.

Walking along the forest path, she discovered some interesting construction: a simple booth with a roof, raised three meters above the ground, and a staircase to it.

It was difficult to say why such construction were built here in the forest, but Natalie did not fail to take advantage of it: she climbed in, sat down comfortably, and began to contemplate the pine trees.

Illuminated by the scarlet rays of the setting sun, with warm shades of rough brown bark, they stood around in orderly rows, like the silent guardians of Eternity...

Fluffy green branches went into the sky, gnarled roots hid deep underground, only in some places making their way to the surface and creating that special relief that is familiar to everyone who has ever walked in a pine forest.

Silent trees always have a beneficial effect on the human soul, even on a much less sensitive one than the soul of our heroine. And as usual it happened to her in moments of unity with nature and special harmony with herself, Natalie started speaking to God:

- Lord, You gave him to me only for a while, to teach, to educate my heart? The love that I dream of doesn't really exist?

- It exists... for the chosen ones.

- And I'm not the chosen one...

- You are the chosen one. And such love exists.

The words lived inside of her for some time, gradually dissolving in silence, extinguished, like the bright colors of the sunset.

Here, again, some an incomprehensible moment in life... And the whole life, if you look at it impartially, consists of incomprehensible moments.

In any case, we are all just souls who have come to Earth for experience. This goal and the program is carried out always, no matter how incomprehensible or meaningless it may seem to us, and what is happening to us or around. Especially around.

People attach so much importance to the external world, wasting their nerves, breaking spears and pikes, not realizing that all this is just scenery, and, like any scenery in the performance of a talented director, they are designed to create the necessary mood, to evoke the appropriate thoughts and feelings... but the main action always takes place inside, and there are only two main characters: God and the soul.

Or maybe only God alone...

We, people, change all the time - one cannot rely on oneself or on another. One can only rely on God.

So our heroine thought, sitting on a pole in the middle of a clean German forest, admiring the fading colors of the day...

"Natalie: the Art of Living" novel

на русском здесь: http://proza.ru/2018/12/16/969