I have lived very beautiful moments in my life. I forget all that I have lived. I’ve seen the sun mist morning pastures of Honduras in the early rise of the morning where I was woken up by the call of the rooster and the morning song of the birds. I spent hours upon hours laying on a hammock singing my favorite songs and dabbling with the guitar. I have fallen asleep to the moonlit night in the wide open space, glazing at the mouth of the universe. I have seen a wave the size of Moby-Dick himself, threaten me with its omnipotence. And when I went winding up the hills of Italy, I wanted to kiss the foothills that have allowed me to behold its great beauty. I’ve seen the sunset of New Mexico against its red skin sand bleed in a blanket of warmth. I have many a moments when I have been humbled like a grain of sand and I had to swallow a lump of tears down my throat.
I have felt at times I’ve flown a car above the San Luis Obispo hills, high from society and I kid you not, it almost seemed like California cows were floating with the clouds. My life has been so full of dreams, so surreal, so lucid and so spectacular. I forget life is truly magical. Books can be written about the characters I’ve met. Shall I tell you about the Unicorn, Jack Nass or the French Traveler, Pasqual? Should I tell you about the artist, the peacemakers, the dreamers, and the romantics?
I wish I did them all justice. Maybe one day but I have got to remember all that I have encountered to remind myself all that I am capable of. Away, with my self-limiting habits!
Right now, I am the moth following the stream of light. I am dreamer looking for her dream… It is just a matter of time before I find the light.
Here is to wishing, waiting, to longing. Keep the fire burning, keep the light alive. Keep on dreaming. Keep on dreaming on! Cheers.
your one and only,