The Awakening....part one
Today I stepped outside at 4:52pm and saw color for the first time.
The palate of the outside world is breathtaking. The trees have changed and so have I been. In the east was a dimming blue sky and half moon, when I turned around with face upturned, I could no longer breathe. I felt that I held my breath, the sunset would freeze and last forever. I wanted to capture that moment forever, but before my eyes the scene was ever changing. I slowly exhaled and suddenly it made sense that I couldn't capture the vision, that it wouldn't freeze for me, that it would be infinitely in transition. Perfection. And clarity. It would have made so much sense to feel diminutive and lacking, instead I felt abundant with an immeasurable sense of how important each of us are. Bound for great things, things that are all within the realm of possibility. Things that I can and will accomplish. I have learned so many lessons within the last six months. The ability to achieve is one of them. The ability to give is the another. And the ability to receive, yet another. The two most important are the ability to learn and the ability to love, the greatest lesson. Love my myself, in a healthy way. Love my friends, for who they are. My friend Rory planted a seed last Christmas, when he gave me a card. He had inscribed two words on the inside, "Let go." The seed had to wait for me to water it, I began in May. May I? May I? May I?.....YES. I have been a child who has put down the crutches that I picked up to help me walk, I hope that I will not take to them again. They are there. In the corner. Always on the periphery. Still I limp on. Sometimes I try and sprint, tumble, tour jete, double toe loop, or whip back. I get a stitch, my foot cramps and I learn to take it slow. Take the risks when I can and enjoy your applause when I land. No matter if I stick it. You are there. Always. If even in my heart's eye. I accept this journey. Isn't it miraculous? I am giddy and drunk with it. IT. It? It is simply everything. I will not run from myself any longer. I will run towards everything. Or limp. But still....it is traveling either way. This was and is for me. It can be for you....make this for you. I look forward to laughing when I jump in a pile of leaves whose hues are so delicious I want to gather them in my arms and hide a leaf in my pocket. I look forward to crying when I get a grain of sand in my eye. I look forward....
Today I saw color for the first time.
The palate of the outside world is breathtaking. The trees have changed and so have I been. In the east was a dimming blue sky and half moon, when I turned around with face upturned, I could no longer breathe. I felt that I held my breath, the sunset would freeze and last forever. I wanted to capture that moment forever, but before my eyes the scene was ever changing. I slowly exhaled and suddenly it made sense that I couldn't capture the vision, that it wouldn't freeze for me, that it would be infinitely in transition. Perfection. And clarity. It would have made so much sense to feel diminutive and lacking, instead I felt abundant with an immeasurable sense of how important each of us are. Bound for great things, things that are all within the realm of possibility. Things that I can and will accomplish. I have learned so many lessons within the last six months. The ability to achieve is one of them. The ability to give is the another. And the ability to receive, yet another. The two most important are the ability to learn and the ability to love, the greatest lesson. Love my myself, in a healthy way. Love my friends, for who they are. My friend Rory planted a seed last Christmas, when he gave me a card. He had inscribed two words on the inside, "Let go." The seed had to wait for me to water it, I began in May. May I? May I? May I?.....YES. I have been a child who has put down the crutches that I picked up to help me walk, I hope that I will not take to them again. They are there. In the corner. Always on the periphery. Still I limp on. Sometimes I try and sprint, tumble, tour jete, double toe loop, or whip back. I get a stitch, my foot cramps and I learn to take it slow. Take the risks when I can and enjoy your applause when I land. No matter if I stick it. You are there. Always. If even in my heart's eye. I accept this journey. Isn't it miraculous? I am giddy and drunk with it. IT. It? It is simply everything. I will not run from myself any longer. I will run towards everything. Or limp. But still....it is traveling either way. This was and is for me. It can be for you....make this for you. I look forward to laughing when I jump in a pile of leaves whose hues are so delicious I want to gather them in my arms and hide a leaf in my pocket. I look forward to crying when I get a grain of sand in my eye. I look forward....
Today I saw color for the first time.