Some Kind of Inspiration

Every time I see the water it takes my breath away like it's my first time laying eyes on its' majesty. The ocean breeze plays with my hair and ignites a small fire in the depths of my soul. It's something like passion and I think I feel my heart skip a beat.  I look up to the sky painted with lovely little clouds that dance gracefully across their stage. In this moment, I know I am exactly where I am meant to be. I candidly whisper a thank you to God for such a beautiful day and all my tightened muscles relax. I remember to breathe.

The sweet and salty smell of the ocean air fills my senses and tiny little goosebumps rise up with the tiny little hairs on my arms. If ever I felt fear before, I feel it no more. I know that this must be exactly what trust feels like. For the first time in my life, an overwhelming sensation of peace rushes through my body like the rapids rush through their ever evolving path. It's like the warm rays of the sun hitting my bare skin have penetrated far beneath the surface. I owe it all to the man upstairs, really. It is as if every care I have in the world has already been taken care of. I have never felt so loved before. I think it comes from some combination of confidence and faith, with faith at the helm. Worry becomes a word of the past, much like a word from some foreign language I have never heard before. I didn't even know it existed.

I look across the sand and across the sea and even though that gentle ocean breeze still fingers the strands of my hair, the water looks like glass. Smooth. Calm. Everything stands still. I drop to my knees and time freezes in an instant I pray will last forever. I need this clarity. I was desperate for a moment like this. Night after night I prayed for the kind of purity and the kind of clarity you only witness the morning after a heavy night's rainfall. My breaths grow deeper and deeper, still. I'll tell you about the most beautiful feeling in the world. And although it's just a feeling, I can see it with my own eyes right in front of me like it was placed there purposefully. A feeling that can be seen? Such a rarity. My mind wonders how many times one can be blessed with such a gift in their lifetime.

Everything just feels so connected to everything else. I feel like depending on others isn't such a bad thing, like we are meant to share our lives and ourselves with one another. And as I stand here by myself on the rocks overlooking the sand and the sea, I know I am not alone. It's almost as if every important person I love in my life is right here beside me. That's when all my beliefs about life and love took on some kind of concrete realness.

Let me take you out on those rocks with me. I want you to feel what it feels like to be whole. I want the stiff salt air to burn a sweet impression into your memories. One that lasts a lifetime. I want the tiny hairs on your arms to dance upon their happy goosebumps. I want the world to be still for you and your breaths to grow deeper and deeper still. Most importantly, I want you to feel as if you've never been this loved before.