this morning i took ten deep breaths, and i still could not get quite enough of the air to feel satiated. the oxygen is different here. thick, moist, nourishing. i'm feeding my soul when i breathe, it would seem.
as i rolled over and opened my eyes, i ran my tongue over my lips and was greeted warmly by a soft salt sting; an indelible mark that the ocean leaves on both old friends and new lovers alike.
victoria feels like coming home.
i'm not quite sure what to write about this morning - i've been afforded the luxury of six or eight hours of mindblowing, stimulating conversation and i feel spent. in the best way possible.
i think that when you have expectations of things or people, it really closes the door for a lot of magic to happen. when we let go of our preconceived notions or our tendencies to judge/categorize people and put them in little boxes, so we feel comfortable in relation to them -- we not only give people the opportunity to pleasantly surprise us, but we also increase the potential for real, solid connection. getting to know someone at the soul level. creating safe space for people to be just who they really are - when we live frenetically, love unapologetically, we are a bright shining star, a beacon, calling people home.
i fall in love with people daily. i see the beauty, the inherent good in everyone - and i am ever so grateful for those who live with their minds open, and their hearts not only on their sleeves, but in their outstretched hands, offering some to anyone and everyone that might need a little more love. thank you.
i see the god in you.
namaste.
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