In my world, nothing is more truer than this sentence. It’s my hopeline. It’s my reminder of what is and what isn’t. It reminds me of purpose. It is my guiding hand when i am blind; when i cannot see. It’s the voice i found inside of me and the voice i repeat. It’s one thing i do actually hold onto while i learn to let things go. It’s my totem when I’m in inception. When things are too difficult and out of touch with reality. It’s amazing how something, purely in your head, can be your everything. Not a person, a place, or a thing and not even a feeling. It’s the idea that i have for me.
Light is most beautiful when surrounded by darkness. A candle in the night. A streetlamp. Christmas tree lights. We all have a favorite or a few favorites. During the evening, cities look completely different than from the day. And it’s always relaxing. It cools you down and it slows your breath. You are in the present; and when you are, you are not distracted as you take everything in. You’re free. Your mind is quiet and blank and you are at peace with yourself.
Beautiful sunrises and sunsets, it’s the rapid contrast of dark and light. It’s intense the exchange of light and darkness and you can’t help but feel it.