Today’s Writing Prompt:
Nothing is at last sacred but the integrity of your own mind. If we follow the truth, it will bring us out safe at last. – Ralph Waldo Emerson
When did you feel most alive recently? Where were you? What did you smell? What sights and sounds did you experience? Capture that moment on paper and recall that feeling. Then, when it’s time to create something, read your own words to reclaim a sense of being to motivate you to complete a task at hand.
When did I feel most alive recently? It had to have been on my recent job hunting expedition through the west. Specifically, it was on the leg of my trip through the Colorado River Valley along Interstate 70.
Previously in Portland, I had seen on the news that authorities were checking rivers around the area and would not deem it safe for things like swimming right now because the late snow melt had rivers running too fast and too cold. Then in Salt Lake City, I had family telling me they were expecting some flooding this spring because there was still so much snow on the mountain peaks. So I get in to Colorado, and I see a raging Colorado River. It was a sight to see. The river was way past it banks. It was creating rapids like you wouldn’t believe. The further up in to the mountains I got, the more bite the river seemed to have. I watched white water rafters going down stream. I watched guys with surfboards trying to ride the best “waves” the river could give. Then to top it all off, I get to the highest peaks, and I got to get out of the car and play in the snow…in the middle of freakin’ JUNE!!!
It was the feeling of being somewhere new and doing something new. It was the feeling of not knowing what was around the other bend, but all the while just inside the safety zone (being in my car and not the water). It was the feeling that it wasn’t just any normal day.