There is so much to be said about a name, whether it is a person’s name or an animal’s name. A place we frequent; worship, recreation or business. The state of bliss, in itself, is fleeting equally attainable and unattainable. It is the most complex of human paradoxes. We are all seeking “Shangri-La, a place where everything and nothing happens, a respite from our daily lives of cold consequences.
bliss, the entity is situated in Mount Pleasant SC, a small, brightly painted wooden cottage, accented with native flowers, shrubbery, and a spacious parking area. It is a social commune. Offering companionship, spiritual workshops, a place to share a meal, to learn about art, music and literature and for me most importantly the opportunity to find a friend. The essence of bliss allows people safety in a time when our fears are exacerbated by social, financial and environmental concerns.
When one enters the cottage time stands still. We find many nooks and crannies to explore where gatherings are occuring. Friendly faces will direct you to whatever you are looking for. It is a realm of mutual consideration/ co-operation. Peter Kropotkin versus the outside world of Darwinism. Not necessarily Darwin himself. Survival of the fittest in contradiction to nature’s law of mutual aid. When we observe the natural world it is both beautiful and perilous, however within its structure the fundamental driving force is cohesion.
I am a part of a Writers group who meet every Tuesday at bliss. When seated in a comfy armchair the weight recedes from my shoulders and then the stories start flow. The atmosphere is conducive to be creative. bliss is a place in time where one can find destinations to their heart.