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Daydreamer

If I could characterize myself in one word, that word would be daydreamer. I build entire empires and scenarios in my mind, and watch as if I were a 10 year old glaring at the Cartoon Network channel on a Sunday morning. I'm very much a thinker, often times to a fault. That aspect of my personality builds on my sensitivity which gets the best of me, but has eased as I've grown older.

(I've contemplated adding a photo, but I'd like you to visualize this scene yourself. Everyone's visualization will be different, which is absolutely beautiful.)
As a daydreamer, lately I've had one scene on repeat as if it were a movie I keep watching and rewinding: I'm standing in an open field, trees, wildflowers, pollen flying all around, and I'm directly in the middle of it all. The sun is shining with everything it has left as it's setting under the hill directly behind me. I'm wearing a vague colored orange sun dress, spinning with my arms in the air towards the horizon and the cloudless sky, while my hair dances along with the wind. The whole visual takes on the color of the sunset. And the combination of pollen with the soft tinge of the flowers are so overwhelmingly comforting that I keep spinning, lightly jogging, almost skipping along the hillside. I run my fingertips over each wildflower, feel the energy of the soft grass under my bare feet; for it is thankful to have someone admiring its elegance, and twirl with contentment as the sun finally makes its way out of my sight. All that is left in the field now are myself and the fireflies, putting on a show; something in relation to the grand finale on the 4th of July.

The gentle summer wind wraps around me as if to keep me from ever leaving; its openness forces every part of me to let go, to let myself be raw and organic. Slowly I yield to the appease of the bedding made of flowers and welcoming patches of supple green meadows. In this moment I just let go. I let every stress, every negative feeling leave me, and I take in all the beauty that is pure life. I am purely living. At this moment I have no opinions, no knowledge of what is good and bad, I am just living; I'm feeling every natural instinct and emotion I was born with, and nothing more. I am at complete peace. I feel my breath, my ribs expanding and extracting as I breathe deeply, thankful to do so. Can't every moment be this beautiful?
Yes, every moment can. Simply by writing my daydream and expressing it through words, I feel as though I have physically lived it. We don't realize how powerful the mind is, because we're so used to its effects that we forget how to use it to our advantage. While sitting in my living room after a long day at work, I just visited the most beautiful place which brought upon a lovely feeling of happiness as well as contentment. We can do/be whatever we want to do/be, and thoughts DO become things. I forget sometimes that I have control over my emotions. I also forget that I am human, and blame myself for unnecessary circumstances.. That however, will have to wait for my next post at which I am already working on.



Please take a minute to watch this video.
This is a beautiful video

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