“A lake is a landscape’s most expressive feature.
It is Earth’s eye, looking into which the beholder
measures the depth of his own nature.”
Henry David Thoreau
When I visited the lake at the end of October, the peace and tranquility were palpable. I have come to love this solitude and silent communion with nature. My heart sings and my spirit dances with delight. I am a child again.
As I sat, entranced, I was reminded of the words of the Indian guru, Paramahansa Yogananda:
“Each minute of life should be a divine quest.”
This was one of those precious moments, an eternal moment frozen in time, as the world faded away and my heart soared.
Llyn Mair [Welsh for ‘Mary’s Lake’] is an artificial lake near Maentwrog in the county of Gwynedd, North Wales. It was created in 1889 by William Edward Oakley, as a 21st birthday present for his daughter Mair. The position of the lake, bordered with ancient oak woods, and its tranquil appearance, makes this a popular picnic site for visitors, and it is also a starting point for a number of local country walks. [https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Llyn_Mair]