Where I Belong.

Sometimes I get totally surprised at myself. Surprised at how it really doesn't take a lot for me to feel things. A few words, some pictures, perhaps an audio track that is relatable, or a mere combination of any or all of the above and I just might get so moved that I turn into a stone for a second.

Hello there, I'm the Earthian.

And I love these feelings. The feeling of being alive, the feeling of what makes us human, the feeling of being just present in the moment with absolutely no thoughts, the feeling of completely being drenched in the beauty of life. Maybe its because these are moments that I don't get to witness on a regular basis in my life because I'm so often just stuck in doing things I'm not really sure why I'm doing. Those things that apparently are going to be of help for me have food on my plates on a daily basis, those things that are necessary for the survival. Not that I'm trying demean these things, but these things, they just aren't my kind of things. What is my kind then? I often wonder about that a lot too, but I'm not really too lucky to have the answer for that. But I'm okay with not having an answer for that too. Because as long as I get to be the person I am, I think that's what counts anyway.

I wish I could turn these moments into lifetimes. Because that's how long they seem to last when I'm completely into them, but once I start getting pulled away from these moments, time starts bolting away and before I know it, I am back to where I don't and probably won't ever belong.

Lots of love, peace.