In that one moment, that perfect moment, when I had never felt so abundantly happy, so full of life, love and nature - a million miles away from strain, materialistic desires and emotional pain. In that one moment I whispered reverently,
"If you could see me know."
Let me set the scene with simple words that could never truly encapsulate my surroundings and the feelings that they evoked deep within me. The sun was setting a velvet crimson red behind the rouged backdrop of mountains and tall forests, where blue hues and mists rose mysteriously from the fresh smelling eucalyptus, evaporating like a whisper against the warm, golden skies. Turquoise water tainted with liquid gold caressed the shoreline as tenderly as a mother kisses the skin of her first born, and although the daylight still fought against the darkness, the moon bravely shone in her defiance and inevitable victory, as her own children began to appear, slowly, one by one, ceremoniously celebrating dusk's surrender to the night.
A solo boat bobbed on the horizon and I recollected that I once knew that loneliness, I once felt that insurmountable emptiness and vastness of travelling alone in a world that cannot be understood when hovering above the surface. I do not hover above the surface anymore, in fact, I have become submerged and immersed in a love that has more depth than the unexplored Ocean Herself, the very ocean that delicately washed away our footprints from the shore as we walked along the virgin sands hand in hand.
"If you could see me now." I whispered again as we made our way to our candle lit camper van, parked at an unmapped coastal location of the East Coast of Australia. Smokey Barbecue aromas filled the night time air along with the nighttime sounds of wilderness. We drank wine until we were merry, watched the show of rainless lightening that nature displayed in the far distance, we made love under the stars as our own thunder roared. And as we fell asleep, entangled in a mass of sweating bodies and love, I whispered to my past self one more time: one more time to the terrified girl I use to be, one more time to the unknowing, constantly searching and emotionally wrecked women I thought I was, one more time to the hurting, lost and fearfully soulless individual that hovered above the surface of life,
"If you could see me now, if you knew how incredible life would become and always has been, you would not waste a single second on remorse, fears and insecurities. if you could see me now, all the pain would be worth it, happily endured for this one moment, for this one perfect moment..."