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Monday, September 27, 2010
If perfection is grace, than here in this land I have found this space. When clouds appear, they never stay for long. The sky may open up to release rain, but the rain is unlike any I have ever felt before. It renews you, it is warm and full of love and life. Just like the people I have met here in Cuba, each day I spend here feels kind and inspirational. Waking up to look outside the window to the glow of the magnificent sun, watching the palm trees dance and fresh coconuts hang from the limbs of their hearts. This is a state of constant great, for if you are here you can't help but smile at the marvel of Mother Nature's creationism and Father Oceans limitlessness of maintaining life. I wish all Westerners could experience a moment of time here, for I think it would make magnetic, frivolous worries disappear. Everything is more beautiful than the capture of words or the snap of a picture- you can't smell the air this way, nor feel the mist of a tropical rain fall om the surface of your skin. If the sky is grey, the warmness of the people and their personality distract any feelings of grumpiness and charge a patience and promise that soon enough the sun will return to smile on the land. The rhythm of the music inspires smiles all around, the motioning of hips swaying from side-to-side resembles watching a penny circle around a well. This alive paradise is where you can find natures perfection, peace and inherent happiness through the way that life is lived each day. Thank you for the memories, forever they will stay.