Monday, January 07, 2008
I was not yet three years old. I was at the beach with my family and friends, and I took a nap holding the hand of a loved one my age.
I remember the warm sun stroking my skin...the sound of the waves, and the gentle salty breeze in my nostrils. I remember the soft sand in my toes and fingers. And, most of all, I remember love. Love of Earth. Love of Friends and Family. Love of Being. Love. Limitless Love.
I now spend my whole life trying to recreate that day.
Think of it. I had fire (sun) wind (breeze) earth (sand) and water (ocean waves)...and love. My life was complete.