GALLERY

I remember staring at one point for forty-five minutes without looking anywhere else. I was lost in the solitude of nature, it was similar to watching an optical illusion where your eyes are looking at one point but you keep traveling back and forth. The waves took me away with them. There was no distraction, I was immersed in the silence of nature and the experience was meditative. I was observing and hearing the loud sound of the ripples crashing with the rocks again and again as if they were trying to reach for it. It seemed motivational as the water while trying to climb was leaving its mark on the huge rock. I was lost in my thoughts. Slowly the spot I was looking at disappeared and changed into a cloudy image of something I was thinking about, the noise of the ripples went down and changed into silence. It was windy and I had goosebumps on my skin but I couldn't feel anything on my body. I reached a point where I could only hear my thoughts and the existence of my body was forgotten. There are places where you feel blessed, lonely, where your mind is open, shouting loud to the world, crying in happiness at the top of your voice. Feelings that make you believe in your own existence. Places where you could sit for hours doing nothing just watching the time pass by.
I was talking to myself; I could listen to my heartbeat, and be aware of each breath I took. I was meeting the life inside me. I was meeting myself. I experienced the feeling of being in a positive entrapment where you feel nothing but everything at the same time. The beauty I experienced is hard to explain. I awed on the creation I missed to see for so long