I love to sit in the tall grasses that blanket the bluff's edge...as they, in comfort, welcome the wondrous Kenai River below me. I feel my spirit come to life at this gentle, calming place, and I cherish the moment. I watch the Beluga whales as their snow-white silhouette's ripple the artic water on their journey up river to feast. I want to be the cool Alaskan breeze as they take each breath! I want to be the chatter of the sea gulls and the hum in the motors of the tiny fishing boats that bring this grand river to life. I want to be the wind that caresses this soothing mantle of green as it mesmerizes every thread of my being. I want to be the crisp clean air as the bald eagles seem to glide through it at the bluff's edge with such effortless majesty. I want to be the awe that I feel when I see them. I want to be the feeling that I get when I wave to a low flying bush pilot as he tips the wings of his little float plane as his way of wavying back to me. There are no strangers in this great land! In the stillness of these soft meadowy grasses I have never felt more alive. As the coolness of the afternoon breeze blushes against my cheeks, everything that is in me awakens. I feel contentment and peace. The perfect harmony between nature and humanity is reborn. Gone are the past hurts and disappointments. Gone are the trials that we call 'life'. All that remains is the clear knowledge that all is well with my soul. All is well because I am here at this place I love!
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