And there I stood, standing atop a mountain overlooking the oceans and the forest. Everything seems bigger and better on a mountain. My favorite song streaming through my head phones as slowly the earth spins around me. This is life’s journey, these moments where everything seems clear. These exclamation points in our stories are what pump the blood through our veins. Sometimes life can seem perfect. There hasn’t been many moments in my life quite like this; the sun piercing the snowy mountain peaks and shades of the ocean waters below paint a picture that artists have tried to capture for years; but they fail. Have you ever wondered why, when you look at a picture you’ve taken you see it’s nothing like what you saw. Imagine if you could experience all those emotions just through a picture, it would be criminal. My recent trip was filled with these moments that pictures can never express…though I continued to believe that maybe, just maybe, this one picture would be it. And I could then share my experience with someone else. But this isn’t how it’s supposed to be, these moments are personal and unique. I think they’re moments where we stumble upon something pure; some pure moment where heaven and earth connect. Though I may sound like a crazy person I just can’t deny that there’s some special connection to this world around us, this nature, and heaven. I mean they were both made by the same creator, there has to be traces found in both.
Our regular lives seem to fog our memories of these moments, we get caught up in petty things and forget about how we felt in those moments. I seem to be starting to understand the personality of the wanderer, those people understand. They go from place to place experience these moments and it’s what fuels them. They might not understand where it all comes from but at least they aren’t trapped in the cycle of society. They haven’t believed the lies that culture seems so set on selling us all. Value isn’t found in the things we have; its found in the experiences we have…how can you blame someone who spends their whole life in search of more and more genuine experiences?
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