Yearning as I had not felt it for some time. At least not as intensely. Then a flood of memories, juxtaposed against the Present, in all its splendour. Past and Present, both are beautiful yet bring with them something sharp that stings. It is not necessarily a 'bad thing'. Like a ray of bright light, the brilliance of which may seem overwhelming. Although I sometimes think I might change 'things' if I went back, the past should not be denied and it has all lead me to this moment, for which I am grateful. For, although this moment may not be perfect, I have had moments I could describe as such, one way or another. I have also had not so perfect moments, ones that pained me, stripped me down to the core and pinched very hard, if you catch my drift. What I want now is not to strike a balance, but to tip the scales to exponentially increase those lovely moments that sustain me, that fill me with hope and joy.
I want to go to Nepal, and stand in the foothills of the Himalayas. I want to gaze on the glory of the Pyramids in Egypt. I want to feel the rush of a great waterfall (set location). I want to float on a lake at night, the sky above my head filled with stars. I want to feel the spark within me burning intensely with the warm glow of pure happiness. I want to know.
