Flying With Your Feet On the Ground

Where do you feel the closest to “bliss?” 

That euphoric place between earth and sky where your heart might actually beat out of your chest from joy, just from being alive...

That spot your soul recognizes as if greeting an old friend…

What is that place to you?

My spot is anywhere outside, up high, that I’ve reached by the means of my own two feet, and the wind is whipping straight up and my hair is flying about and I realize how small I truly am. 

And it almost feels as if I’m flying.

That’s my favorite spot on earth...when I’m flying but my feet are rooted on the ground.

xo xo Liz