mindfulness
Recently, I have realised there is nothing like a road trip to clear your mind, to physically hang you're head through the window and breathe out the past, carelessly letting it blow away behind you in a gust of fast flowing wind. Your worries obliterating into excess carbon dioxide, letting a single exhale lighten your shoulders and free up some space in your chest, to suck in the cold air and enrich the quality of your breath. With such a simple action, accompanied by wholehearted mindfulness, I fell in love. With the natural arrangement of the uninterupted trees, the continuous hills, the music filtering through the car and the taste of the healthy breeze on my tongue. I became infatuated with the world. Earning a distaste for the distraction that life can become and appreciating the fundamental manners of the land we walk on. For a moment I closed my eyes, I let the strong air clear my mind and the feeling was unexpectedly, eye opening.