La Bella Vita

I stepped outside. It was cold, dark, and I was alone. The chills of the fall morning could be felt in every sense of my body. I could smell the dew upon the grass. The bite of the winter air left my mouth dry and crisp, with very little taste. As I took a step further I could see the fog rising around as the ground tried to keep itself warm against the piercing air. I could hear nothing. It was quiet and almost as if every animal knew it’s place at this hour, and it’s place did not encompass being outside. It involved being warm, curled up and relaxed on a horizontal plane, as sleep is more inviting in hours such as these. But here I am, 5am, starting my day, alone. What will I do today? Will I finish the project I had set out on a few days before? Will I finish a good book? Will I run for a few hours? Will today be the day that I try to escape this loneliness? I can’t remember the last time I didn’t feel alone. But I was not by any means feeling remorse or regret, especiall...

I'm sitting on a porch in Tennessee watching the sun come up over the woods. The sun is warm on my albino skin and I can smell a new day mixed with wet grass and fresh air. I can feel the soft Autumn breeze passing over my figure as I lay reclined on a chair that is more comfortable than my bed. This is the good life. I got up early this morning to do my work out, read, the usual. I opened my book "It's Really All About God." It has taken me way too long to finish this book, however every time I read a chunk of pages, I feel the need to sit and think about everything it says... for at least a half hour. I write in my journal and reflect on its contents. Today, this is the quote I took down. "You know you are living the Kingdom kind of life on this earth when you do things you know will not work, and then they do," Dallas Willard. I feel like the quote is so basic, so straightforward, yet I had never taken the time to think this through before. It was a...