This is where I come to, to gather my strength, to reconnect with my true essence. I walk through caves and over boulders and between rocks, amid bright purple flowers and scattered yellow ones to find this spot where the ocean hits against the rocks, and I can feel my soul exhale. This is where I come to, to rejuvenate my etheric and physical bodies. The place I escape to when I’ve been holding my breath in for so long I begin to think it is normal. And it is here where I find my higher self, my god, and remember what my sacred path is. I was here on Sunday. And for a while I remembered what really does count. For a while I could let everything just settle into the puzzle, and for a while, all that had been weighing me down, mattered less. i exhaled, and it felt good.