presence

i don't know how quite to describe it-

last year, one day during the summer, i went to urban outfitters to get something. or at least i think i did, because i remember a bag in my hand and walking from elm and york street. it was a beautiful day outside, breezy and cool, with the sun shining down . i felt its heat upon my body. and i started smiling, and laughing, inexplicably. the beauty of the day seized me, my heart, and all i could do was rejoice. i walked, then, from that corner to my home on chapel and high, and it was as though i were in a spot of sun i could not get out of. and while i was in it, i felt my heart lifting, felt myself in absolute peace and freedom. and i loved.

the way in which that moment comes back to me now and then, the way in which it seems pure and set apart from everything else i have experienced, makes me feel it was the presence of the Lord.

the holy spirit, to me

i wish to be alive, in the best of ways