i breathe deeper, i sink deeper.

As this lingering melancholy insists in pervading my thoughts.
I can’t help but think of how I am currently swimming underwater looking for shells in the reef.
I think of how I’m waiting for a travel permit.
I think of this paradox.
Of waiting for something that grants me the ability to fly,
While I’m currently in the pits of the sea.
I think of the beauty that supersedes my eyes because I’m not constantly reminded to connect with nature.
I’ve truly learnt how to appreciate the beauty in being constantly physically active.
In appreciating the simple moments like watching a sunset, journaling, praying, pottery, biking, exercising, snorkeling, just simply being more aware and present; both physically and emotionally.
To generally be more in tune with myself.
I don’t know, I just feel an immense sense of pride.
I feel the need to be gentle with my thoughts today.
And I like that.
Haven’t experienced something like that in a while.
Today I made time to understand myself better by talking about my emotions and I’m immensely grateful for having that moment.
And that’s about that. I’m humbled by nature. By its beauty. By our thoughts’ capabilities to consume us and our energies. By our ability to radiate that energy in making. By our ability to emotionally regulate. By rationing our fears. By grounding ourselves. Even amongst moments when our thoughts are visualizing traveling so high as we inhale a deeper breath to sink and dive deeper into the sea.