a man of many talents

when i was a child i believed in many things. whether those beliefs still ring true today, is left solely up to my discretion.

when it thunders, God is bowling.

when it rains, God is crying.

when lightening strikes, God is having a bit of a disco.

as a child it never struck me odd that he was usually bowling, dancing and crying all at once! i mean let's state the obvious, he is a man of many talents.

i went for dinner and drinks tonight with a friend that i met at the pool. he is a south african man who had just finished a bit of traveling on tour with 40 nomads, one tour guide, and one bus driver. they had been through 23 countries in 28 weeks, his stories were intriguing and enlightening.

after dinner we walked to the beach. our curiosity got the best of us, as some unruly thunder was heard a few 100 meters away and we were keen on looking into the source. what we came to find, still is, a beautiful mystery to me…..no picture, no painting, no photograph could ever bring it justice. only the memory tucked deep within the walls of my mind will ever suffice.

we were so entranced by the music of the earth that we silently walked to edge of the water, sat in the cold sand, allowed the warm bali breeze to kiss our face and indulged as our eyes were entertained. waves upon waves, six rows deep, were sliding into the sand. i had watched the ocean my entire life, have lived near it for the past nine years, and have never seen such beauty. as the waves would crash in front of us, the thunder would roll in from the left and the bali sky would light with the most beautiful array of purple, blue, indigo, and white flashes. and then all of the sudden there was silence….no waves, no thunder, no lightening, nothing heard or seen for miles. then instantly, out of nowhere, the chorus would strike up again!

the ocean was so angry, the thunder ridiculously upset, both fighting ever so hard to be heard. but wait…ssshhhhh…..if you listened closely, when nature fell silent, as if brought on by the wind, the beautiful sounds of a balinese music circle could be heard in the distance. it complimented the moment so perfectly, that if ashton kutcher jumped out, i wouldn't have been surprised.

few words were exchanged between hilton and i on the beach that night.

hilton: "how can we describe this to someone"

me: "i couldn't"

hilton: "this is better than any tv show"

me: "i am overwhelmingly entertained"

i excused myself, suddenly needing to be alone with my thoughts. so many emotions came running through my body, overtaking my very thought pattern. as i closed the door to my bedroom, torrential downpour, perfect tunes for mediation.

xoxo – ShannonSmile