This summer has brought upon some incredible experiences so far. I caught the Colorado Bug, and this honeymoon phase may last a long time.
This is the first full summer that I've spent in Colorado, and each season living in this state has forced me out of my comfort zone. I've been living here for over a year now, and it feels like I experience or learn something new about myself with every challenge or opportunity that comes my way. I have camped more in the past month than I have in my entire life. I have gone off-roading, hiking, slept under the stars, watched a meteor shower, and done some pretty incredible things that I could never imagine myself doing just one year ago (float trip, white water rafting, etc.). I have to say... I caught the Colorado bug in more ways than one.
I'm addicted to the calmness that surrounds me when I'm up in the mountains-- the cool breeze that gives me slight goose bumps early in the morning, the mountain ranges and blue skies that radiantly glow as the morning sun rises and sets. I find that I've started to set intentions for myself to research new remote areas to explore, and take my camera to capture feelings and moments rather than photos. With each picture I take, I remember how I felt in that exact moment, and why I wanted to be in that exact spot.
A year ago, I was so worried about what it would feel like being landlocked having grown up on the ocean. There's nothing quite like the exhilarating feeling you get when you first drive into the foothills, only to see majestic ranges that have been there for millions of years. It reminds me of the ocean in some ways-- the deeps blues and greens, the aura that pulls you in. But, in the ranges it's a different type of aura, one that is unknown. Almost as if I was destined to explore it and to be humbled by something so... grand. The silence and the winds bring upon a sense of comfort, mystery and self-discovery. And, those feelings, I'm sure, will never get old.