December 3
Moment. Pick one moment during which you felt most alive this year. Describe it in vivid detail (texture, smells, voices, noises, colors).
The parking lot was littered with holes, tucked off a grassy gravel road that ran near our favorite beach, the one where we got engaged. He maneuvered our car gingerly, body tight, anxious at the thought of a broken axle. Warnings were plastered everywhere: beware of thieves, leave no valuables. We gathered our special bag and GPS, I pulled on an old pair of sneakers and rolled up my too-long jeans, hiding my purse at the far reaches of the trunk. We shrugged at the signs, throwing worried glances at each other, and plunged into the path, finding ourselves surrounded by oceans of long, gracious grasses, gently rippling as if alive.
We echoed the breath of the vegetation, the sun reaching our bare heads and bathing everything golden. The GPS guided us to our destination, hidden past upended trees, roots as large as our bodies frozen in their life state, forever vertical. We watched as tides stole silently beneath the silent grasses, filling the marsh with salty, rushing lakes, a small murmur the only indication of the change. The thrill of our wandering gathered itself in my belly and I began to bend and flow, like the ocean, the grasses, the trees above us, rustling slowly, lazily as the sun sunk low in the sky. Soon we would be pressured to hurry, we had taken too much time and needed to get back to our defenseless car. We had a long ride home. Things to do. Dinner to eat.
And in a surge, the energy in my belly exploded in a laughter that propelled my body forward and I began running along the trails, jumping like a deer over the tree roots and around corners. I heard a whoop behind me, as my husband began running in step behind me. We were laughing, salt tears falling from our eyes, our feet flying only slightly faster than our joyous bodies. We were flying, soaring, gliding.
December 4:
Wonder. How did you cultivate a sense of wonder in your life this year?
We went on adventures. This is how I have so many photos for my blog. This is how we kept our sanity. We are hide and seekers. We are finders. We have a keen sense for where things are hidden, and a new obsession to find them. We are puzzle solvers and number crunchers. We are adventurers. More to come on this later.
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LOVE this post! Keep on having adventures! Good stuff!
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