In travel, the rabbit hole.....a wonderland. Paradise.
Enero 2016
January Travel
It feels connective to allow all sensations to come and go. Like feeling your way in a dark room, all senses help you. The sun rising and setting near the Pacific coast of Mexico uplifts me in the most high way. As we, a collective amount of people who care for our environments, the earth and oceans, we all realize this. A love so grand it’s…..increible. Unexplainable. This vast subject.
Life, as I have come this far, I realize my only saving grace living as a human with a mind, heart, and soul is being the person I am. Trusting God, and the movement. The yogis say “I am that”, So ham.
In the oldest language of sound and vibration, Sanskrit, I am that.
A current of electricity to return us back to who we are. And electricity can remind us of sparks and shooting stars. That feeling of recognition when two pairs of eyes meet. Paulo Coelho speaks of this fluidly through his writings. Somehow life gives me the courage to face death knowing that death eventually transforms. Closer to God, closer to Paradise.