David Hockney // "If you see the world as beautiful, thrilling and mysterious, as I think I do, then you feel quite alive."
In the presence of the moon, I feel humbled. Shaking the hand of a flower while a lone coyote howls and a train softly rumbles in the distance.
As the city is waking and thousands of us are waking too. So many souls starting to go about their day. As I realize each of us are alone, yet so connected. The sun pushes, the moon pulls and we stand underneath.
Barefoot, I feel the power of the century old tree standing before me. There is longevity in its roots, a sense of staying power. In myself, I feel the same. Emanating from my toes to my heart, revolving round and round. Untapped energy, untapped knowledge lies inside.
Back on the road again. And nothing holds me down. I’m a long way from nowhere, an even longer one from somewhere. Out where no one owns the land and no one tries to claim it.
Lake Michigan beaches. The waves rake the sand and the wind my face. In the midst, is calmness. I close my eyes and find the middle. Where the waves come from, where the wind starts to blow, is where I came from.
I take the time every night to catch a glimpse of the moon. So I can stay grounded to the innate cycle of sleeping and waking. When I wake, I spend time recognizing the sun, filling myself up with its rays. If it’s obscured by clouds, I try and feel it, looking past the physical(clouds) and instead envisioning the sun, which I know is still there, even as I cannot see it.
I feel “quite alive”. And I think everyone should. So if you don't, consider looking closer. Look for the “beautiful, thrilling and mysterious.” Find it, in humans and trees and architecture and food. In everyday things and in the abnormal. In yourself! But find it. Feel alive in it.
