I ran through the waves with bare feet and a soaked dress, feeling the wind rip at my hair and the sand scratch my skin.  I let the rain pour down on me in the forest, moss under my toes, feeling SO ALIVE that I could almost fly.  The sun warmed my face and dazzled my eyes as I climbed rocks on the beach.  I photographed waves higher than me, crashing down around Thor's Well and blasting my cheeks with salty spray.  I photographed people in nature, as I love to do more than almost anything.  I began to notice sudden bolts of clarity as I realized my mind had been too cluttered to see what was obvious.  The precious stillness was drifting into the deepest corners of my soul.