Down the Mountain

When it was time to descend the mountains, the sensation of the ocean which had filled me descended as well; from the center of my skull, down my head, neck, shoulders, arms, torso, waist, thighs, legs and feet, into the earth. Yet like the powerful voice which imprinted its truth within me the previous day, this current which filled me so passionately did not truly leave when I reached the bottom of the dirt path.

While I didn’t feel like I was bursting with radiating vibrancy anymore and while I didn’t feel like I was standing in a visual and sensory sea of infinity, it was quite clear that neither the dirt, nor the clouds, the mountains, rivers or trees would ever again be considered  as isolated elements. The radiant life which had filled me had left a soothing, sensory aftertaste within me. Hearing the voice on the mountain yesterday, and feeling the incredible wave of infinity today, offered feelings of wholeness and feelings of oneness; feelings of endlessness and expansive love, resting in the light emptiness within my body.

I did not immediately identify these words to describe the feelings that had filled me. Initially, these were feelings which did not seem to adequately fit inside the letters of any words I knew how to say. But I knew what I had heard, and I knew what I had felt. I knew what happened, yet didn’t know what was happening. I didn’t know what would happen next but I knew everything would be more than okay. I knew it would be beautiful. I knew I felt fearless, but I didn’t know I actually felt free of fear. I knew that each step felt perfectly placed as I walked down the mountain road to hitch a ride from the town. I did not know where I was going but I knew I wanted everything and anything life had to offer in between the departure and arrival. I knew everything was possible, and there was no wrong step I could take. I knew a new game had just begun.