Soaring
I love to soar. I live to soar. Moments when I am absorbed. And time stands still. When I’m creating art. Or standing in the wind. Or jumping in the swell of ocean waves. There was a time when I was in the back of a motorboat on Lake Kivu in Rwanda, when I spread my wings wide. And riding in the back of pickup trucks gives me great joy.
I want to hear about the things that make you soar. Because maybe they’ll make me soar too.
posted by Lucia @ 6:25 PM
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Swinging on swings.
Getting lost in writing poetry.
Hiking and reaching the top.
Rollercoasters that don't make me puke or pee out of fear.
Horseback riding.
Spontaneous hugs from my children.
Dancing barefoot in the kitchen.
Oh oh, one more. Riding in a car with the windows down, the sun shining hot, a great road song playing on the radio while singing at the top of your lungs without caring who can hear.
going through customs in foreign places. swimming in the ocean waves.
Hiking or exploring new-to-me-wilderness.
Riding a motorcycle.
Making coffee at dawn over an open fire while camping.
Holding a hummingbird in my hand (only happened once, but it was incredible!)
Hearing great music. It floors me and lifts me off the ground, all at the same time.
Or great sex.
- Flying very high on swings. You know that point where you go so high that the chains go slack? Right there.
- The point right after clearing customs in a new country. When you walk out the door into a new adventure.
- Any time I spend at the cottage.
-swimming in the ocean, either with waves to play in or fish to admire through my mask.
-flying in small airplanes, no bogger than 6 seats.
-roller coasters where i am trying to scream but can't because i am laughing too hard.
-standing at the top of the mountain and looking back at where i have been and where i could go.
Running in the rain or in the snow esp when the flakes are coming down. And when it rains I feel it all washing out of me.
And the powernaps on the train on my commute(not sure if this counts as I am dead to the world then).
Driving all by myself on an open county road with NO other traffic, with the radio blaring---makes me forget all my cares.
Losing myself in onstage performance---and then the rush of coming back to earth when you hear the applause during the curtain call.
- Getting lost in an exceptionally good book,
- Thailand
- epiphany
Those are the things that come to mind immediately. :)
Peace,
~Chani
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