As she walking to class, something caught her attention, the shore outside. She went outside, they were allowed to go outside without permission. She walked outside and she could feel the breeze going towards her and she could feel the warmness of the sun reflecting on top of her head. She saw how the waves were moving in a steady motion and it splashing on top of the soft sand. She could hear the palm trees moving gently.…
The mountains were stone dark, secured with trees whose hues were a blend of woodsy cocoa, knoll, key lime, and margarita green. Scattered powder-puff mists gradually fled over the sky and the sun feed like a bolt. Seeing this made me feel like I inadvertently touched base to paradise. I breath gradually, attempting to recall each snapshot of me being encompassed by woodland, sky, and mountains. We began climbing the gigantic mountain, talking, grinning and chuckling together. After like an hour we sat down for a moment on an immense uneven and dusty rock close to the waterfall. The wind that blew through the trees into our confronts now conveyed a light sprinkle from the waterfall, and a clue of peace. The sound of the wind shrieking, the waterfall smashing against the stones and the fowls singing their wonderful tunes, made me feel considerably more joyful than I was at that point. We began moving to the top once more. My legs began to hurt yet I didn't give an indication of my torment. I raised my eyes to the sky, and my sight fell on the hawk who skimmed over the wind. At that time, I craved flying as well, over the mountains and over the oceans. I strolled slower now, thinking how brilliant it would be to fly, and the greater part of the…
green affected me in certain ways. When we were blind folded and caught of guard…
We sat in a circle as we learned a little about the history of meditation and spiritual journeys in other cultures. We each took a sip of tea as we learned what might be achieved through our participation, and noticed how the rest of the room started to fade to black as we stared at the center candle flame. Phame then instructed us to lie down and put the blindfolds on. He turned the music up, and everyone was quiet. The music seemed to change as I listened intently.…
Can a person change completely over a course of a few days? Throughout the story, April…
The colors of the desert ran across the canvas of my mind, smudged from the water. Your vision was focused on the horizon, my eyes focused on you. That day we danced and ran and screamed till our lungs gave out, the desert mud staining the soles of our bare feet. Occasionally I believe I can still smell the rain, the mud, you. It is on days like these that I remember vividly, the colors of you violent and saturated. I feel the presence of you in the silence between morning and night, in the moments after a question is asked but before it is answered. I understand that you live inside my head and nowhere else, your address on a street in my mind. But if you do return, I am…
I gazed upon beautiful pastures occupied by the utmost emaciated cows I had ever seen, assorted with goats that backed into a vast mountain range to my left, while cars and motorcycles zoomed past myself to my right as if I was moving in slow motion. I felt entangled by the chaos, but yet, I felt this internal sense of peace that I had never felt before. My eyes glistened as I took in the beauty enveloped in the disaster that stood in front of me. I drew in a breath and exhaled subsequently, at that moment prepared myself to…
It was full of life and flowers and bright. I thought that it would be gloomier. I was okay with it. It made me more happy and it made me feel lifted up. I also realized something. All of a sudden I could hear again. I had no idea why. I thought something was going on here, but I didn't know what. As the other people got off the flight, I followed them. I assumed they were going to look at Stonehenge too. It was a long and strenuous hike. Walking over tons of hills and in between trees. A little bit later all of a sudden there was a wide open grassland. It was something I had never seen before. The rolling hills were covered with green grass that went on for miles. It was beautiful. I was in shock. The small hills were filled with herds of sheep and a few cows scattered here and there. Long in the distance between two hills I saw stones. Although they looked small from far away, I knew they weren't. Everyone gathered their stuff and headed over. Every step of the way I became more excited.…
I remember walking in my tiptoes through an endless hallway with tall white walls. I was little and I was scared. During this everlasting path I was illuminated by a striking white light that came from the sky. Finally I arrived to my mom’s room. I watched her sleep peacefully and doubted about waking her up. As I hesitated, my mom slightly opened her eyes and watched me observed her. She gave me a welcoming smile and made some space for me in her bed, closing her eyes again. I crawled into it, felling safer but still looking for comfort. Her loving and protective arms surrounded me and in a whisper she said “tomorrow will be a bright day, you will see.” This is the first memory I have of a thunderstorm.…
One moment I was bored out of my mind and the next moment I wake up in the city of Seattle, home to the beginning of a trip of a lifetime and a memory that I will never forget. We all kangaroo jumped out of our seats as my Uncle announced that we will be at the dock in about 10 minutes. We gazed outside looking at all the wonderful buildings so excited about what’s about to come. And then there at that very moment as a tall building just passed by, a huge cruise ship caught all of our eyes. Everyone’s heart skipped a beat as we stared at the huge magnificent ship that we were about to go on. As all of this continued in what felt like a dream, I stopped and…
So off to Alaska I traveled… Once I got there I couldn’t hear anything but the sound of my heartbeat slowing. After I don’t know how long I woke up feeling reborn, the wind I once thought to be cold felt invigorating, the snow felt like soft pillows, and now the I was overwhelmed by the silence, it’s like I’m the only one on the planet. But after a few minutes of being reborn I headed…
As I walk down the narrow, brown, rickety bridge that leads to the ocean my heart begins to race in anticipation of reaching the fascinating sight. I’m suddenly surrounded by sand that is white and pure as snow. I walk at a turtle’s speed absorbing this overwhelming beauty that encircles me. The sky is the brightest blue I’ve ever seen, so bright that it almost seems as if it is from an animated movie and not real life itself. Fluffy clumps of clouds that were covering the sky before slowly fade away into thin air and the crystal clear waves sparkle like diamonds. The water is never-ending. I see heaps of seagulls flying around the sky, white and grey and full of spirit. As a gust of wind runs through my long, dark, brown hair I look to the right to see two elegant dolphins leap from the deep blue sea and dive back in as if saying hello to the gorgeous, heavenly day.…
So I awoke one morning to a phone call, my boss was on the other line. I remember him saying, “Hey man where are you? Do you know what time it is?” The only thought in my head was, “damn, I over-slept.” Sure enough I was right; I was in fact over thirty minutes late for work. I couldn’t believe it! As I began to apologize for being so late my boss interrupts me and says, “Just be here within the next thirty minutes if you want to keep your job!” Knowing how serious he was about that statement, I franticly rushed to get ready for work! On my way out of the house I grabbed my water jug and keys and then headed for the door. As I got to the drive way I noticed my car was not where I had last parked it. Two thoughts ran through my head; it had either gotten stolen, or my roommates had moved it to the garage. Hoping for the best, but preparing for the worst I ran back up to the house and checked the garage. I was left speechless.…
I was alone at home. It was raining heavily outside and the scenario was beautiful, yes, the prospect of the Scotch mist was alleviating as it was the first downpour of the year after about a month of desiccated summer. The twittering of the birds, the cries of various animals, the swaying movements of the leaves and the branches of the sturdy trees and the tender plants, along with the croaking of the frogs exemplified the glee of the delightful ‘naturaleza’. As I stood at the window that opened into my garden observing every element of nature and comparing my state of mind to that of the environment surrounding me, I could feel the warmth of my tears as they rolled down my cheeks. This warmth was surely due to a deep feeling locked up safely in my heart. The pouring drops of rain washed the dust off the green leaves of the flora, giving them a new look, the best one for the starting of their life afresh. The transformation, as nature stepped into a new life, was clearly perceptible. But I, due to my inability to cope up with the speed with which the world around was renovating itself, stayed where I was before as my heart was holding on to something, something undiscovered by the rest of the world. Thus, I lay in the hot summer of my life. Neither could I feel myself moving ahead nor could I dream up to do so. My body was bearing the extreme heat of the summer, whereas, my mind was suffering in the extremely chilly winter. This unusual life was gifted to me by my only friend, my childhood friend, my love and my everything, a person named…how funny! I don’t even know his name but I know the name that I had gifted him “Tarzan”. Yes, Tarzan, this was the name I gave him to tease him and to force him to think his activities to be that of a forester.…
I rubbed my eyes to wipe away the last of my sleep. I stretched myself like a cat and I satisfied my urge to release an enormous yawn. I briefly glanced at my wrist watch. It said seven thirty. I used my hand to open the flap of my tent a little. Immediately, the bright sunshine of the early morning came rushing into my tent. I quickly used my other hand to shield my eyes from the sunlight. Once my eyes had adjusted to the morning sunlight, I peeped out again. My…