The coast came to me, happening on no particular day or time. It just appeared, bringing upon me a vivid vision of myself finally at ease. The waters came at me with a peace I thought I had long forgotten. The mystery of where it came from remains unsolved. The only certainty is that the coast flooded into my world, washing away all impurities within my soul.
One day I stood staring at my reflection in an antique mirror, gold and rusted with an ornate frame. A small frown formed upon my lips as the thought occurred to me that perhaps I was trapped in a reality where the world no longer held joyous spontaneity. I was living my life day-to-day, letting it flash before me without experiencing the true joys of life. It was at the moment the waters began to gush through the mirror. The water flooded through my reflection and the waves swallowed me whole. Where it took me, I couldn't say for sure. I did know one thing though: I never felt so alive.
After several moments of drowning darkness, my eyes were opened. I sat comfortably in the backseat of a moving car. A jeep perhaps, from the size and shape of the windows. I peered out the window, the glass half way down, to see if I knew where I was at. The light outside spoke of twilight. The sky glowed a pinkish-purple that sparkled above endless rows of forests and sands. Nothing seemed familiar. The road on which the vehicle traveled on was a smooth dirt path, perfectly parallel with the otherworldly horizon that took form around me. Someone was driving, someone I couldn't see and knew I did not know. Although unfamiliar as it all was to me, I felt safe and secure as we traveled to destinations unknown.
As we traveled, it was almost as though I could leave my body and watch myself in real time. I watched myself go through the motions while at the same time go in and experience it first hand. I looked so beautiful, pure. My hair was in place, but not too perfect. It held an effortless ease that bounced softly with every warm passing breeze. My skin glowed, not too white and not too tan. It was a healthy, natural shade. A pair of blue jean capris and a white tank with an indie band design clung comfortably to my figure. My feet were bare and propped up close to me as I sat there in the backseat.
I glanced out, watching the scenery flash before me. Through the trees I saw sparkling glimmers of light, a peak of what was to come. A song began to play in the background, a sort of 80's-esque alternative beat. I had never heard it before it, but I liked the sound. The trees soon began to fade in their numbers and before I knew it, I had arrived at a coast.
The music still rang in my ears but was now accompanied by the sound of waves crashing softly on the shore. The car came to a complete stop by the sands. I could see there were others on the beach, random people with blurred faces. Their body languages spoke to me of happiness though. In between all the motion of blurred clutter was a distraction of red sparks in the distance. A large fire called to me of comfort. It was then a small smile appeared over my face.
I was traveling back and fourth through an outer body experience; a
lucid dream of calm and tranquility. The faceless driver got out of the car and opened my door. A hand was offered out to me, but no face to go with it. I reached out my right hand, accepting the help and without hesitation I stepped out. My bare feet touched the crisp sands below. I felt as light as a feather. The music grew louder and my body moved slightly with the beat. The soft hand glided gently out from beneath mine. It was then my smile widened as I began my journey down the coast and to the flames that danced against the ocean waves.
A wonderful breeze brushed past me. In the twilight sky endless stars blinked with infinite possibilities. I rushed forward, the warmth of the fire igniting a hidden joy within me. The smell of the salt off the water and the warmth in the air was perfect. I continued to the coastline. I began to move with an abstract grace with the music, the sea as my partner. I had no vision of all the other random people. It was almost like they were never there to start. I was alone, without the feeling of truly being alone. My movements were now more free. Nothing could stop me as I danced and twirled through the sands that felt like clouds beneath my feet. Time seemed to have no meaning for the sky remained the same. I was perfectly at ease, lost in that Heavenly place in my mind.
I am not sure how much time had passed, if any. The music slowly began to fade out. It was then I stopped and stood perfectly still, breathing in the fresh air and staring out at the endless abyss of sea. Everything began to move forward and away from me. The coast was slowly drifting away, but the feelings still remained the same within me.
The darkness came back for a few more quiet moments. Then there I
stood, looking in an antique mirror, staring at my own reflection
looking back. The coast had drifted away and was physically no more. As I stood there staring at myself, a smile formed over my lips. The coast was gone, yet it was not. The memory left an indent within me. I can know the peace I felt on the coast. My soul will always be a ship at sea, searching for that coast that inspired me to find the happiness within the depths of my heart...
