The ecstasy of life...

The ecstasy that is life is staggering.

That's what the point of all this is. Living. Life. Feeling the ecstasy through every high and low until the last wave has passed over us.

So many people miss out on so much living because they are trying to figure out what they are living for...living toward. The present is the toward. The pain felt so deep it is exquisite, the thrill felt from your crown to your toes, the joy so great it seems unable to be contained by these shells of flesh we occupy...this is all the point.

The happiness of simple pleasures...sunshine on your face, the laughter of a child, the warm breeze, all of this is part of the ecstasy. The anger, the passion, the hurt, the rage...all incredibly beautiful ingredients of life. The grief, the tears, the seemingly unbearable pain. Without any of these the others would cease to exist, and life would simply fall away.

It isn't often I stop to be thankful for the whole picture around me, and yet I am ever aware.

“Find ecstasy in life; the mere sense of living is joy enough.” ~Emily Dickinson