I enjoy the last hours of the day the most, just after the fall of the sun. It is the time of quiet, books, intimate conversation, lovemaking longing and burning prayer. I feel like it is also a time when anxiety and fear have a peculiar difficulty for creeping into the mind. Freedom reigns, and lack of obligations showers us with opportunities to be merry or sense intensely, alone or with a few others.
Meditation is surely, as many wise people have said, the most appropriate and high activity of the mind. Under the dark sky, or inside a dimly lighted room, our spirit is able to ascend out of its daily worries and occupy itself searching for understanding and meaning, or maybe if you can believe it, eternal or spiritual or things out there...
But I mean, reading and listening to jazz and not hearing a word is also nice for me. Or being with someone you really want to be alone with all the time, and sharing a comfy bed and not needing many things to be explained.
In any case, I pray, may darkness bring consolation to our hearts, and noise be damned out of our private quarters. May night be forever a refuge and a paradise for us.
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