Monday, May 10, 2010
I just got back from a quick weekend get away to the Olympic Peninsula. If you don't know what i am talking about google it now. It is amazing! A wonderland full of soft ground, covered in moss and pine needles. Large cedars, pines, and firs tower above you. The sun glistens through the trees. The ferns are plentiful. The decomposing cedar is a rich red that contrasts beautifully against the lime green moss. I went on a six mile run through the dense rain forest. I was amazed ever where my eyes went. Time didn't exist and I felt great gliding through the forest like an antelope. The weather was clear and warm, unusual for the Olympic Peninsula. When I got to the waterfalls, I felt as though they were just as excited to see me. The water crashed over a maybe 50 foot drop. The water churned below me as I took sometime to myself on the foot bridge. I turned around and felt the waterfall to my back. I felt deeply grounded in this sweet moment. The sun glittered through the cedars and rushing air pushed the ferns back and forth. I felt alive, I felt well, and I was whole in this moment.