Seattle WA. Today the Olympic Mountains
I think the thing that astonishes me the most is the mentality That you are the metropolis you live in. You may say to yourself, “for vacation I’m going to the mountains. Or, for vacation I’m going to the ocean.”
“I will go to India and Ireland!”
These ideas we have about these places that represent magic to us, are actually what our soul is telling us we desire. Our soul deficiencies.
What we may have is available to us daily.
The ideas, the magic and the feeling that we are children again are the things that take care of us.
Inspiration will always be stronger and more filled with mystery than the wildest mind could conjure up.
I don’t want these tired eyes to look at the same gas station across the street from my house everyday. My skin is dehydrated from waiting hand and foot on strangers in some restaurant. It had been months since I smelled rain or grass.
My mouth spilled out with road rage in more than one moment of weakness.
My ears are experimenting with the noise of a city bus.
I’m again flexing my senses muscles.
I never again want to take for granted my inspiration. I don’t want to silence it. I don’t want to be embarrassed by it. I don’t want to hate it.
Inspiration is picking me up as the weaker half and whispering to me that it will always be there. It will always help.
It’s giving me rising tunnels through very steep climbs. It’s showing me how to live.
-Kelsey Crawford