Taking a break from work to write about how I'm buzzing with the energy of being alive.
I read this, and for some reason, my brain switched on.
Not that it was off, but that suddenly it was buzzing, demanding I pay attention.
There is so much to see that I feel an urge to close my eyes because it's simply too, too much. Simultaneously, I want to absorb everything--consume the world--and open myself to it all.
My skin feels tingly,
as if it would burst into flames or shoot bolts of lightning if I brushed it with my fingertips.
But before I harness this potential energy and ride it somewhere,
I need to stop and feel it.
This is me taking a moment to breathe in and be in the moment. To truly feel the air, the temperature, every inch of skin on my body. To appreciate all that I have and all that I am (which is quite a lot, in both cases). To love myself and think of the positives, of all the beauty and joy in the world, and all the things that make life worth living. This is not about erasing all the pain and suffering, but instead about not letting it take center stage for one; it's about still having hope and feeling invincible.
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