An isolated landscape in far north Queensland.
It’s mid morn but the temperature is already nudging 35 celcius.
The sky is the bluest of blue, the earth the reddest of red.
All around the widest of vistas – stretching out forever in front of us – carpeted in the greenest of green bush.
We’re climbing up, over, and around rocky outcrops – including the most gi-normous boulders. All on the way to view the most awe-inspiring, jaw dropping, Indigenous Rock Art.
Something happens as we do.
Unexpectedly…it creeps up on me from no-where and goes right through me to my core.
It’s a sensation that I’m still struggling to adequately describe. Words just don’t seem to do it justice.
It’s like I’m home and yet I’m not – am I?
My mood escalates upward. I feel on a high.
‘This is me. This is where I want to be.’
It’s like a life-force buzzing within me – yet at the same time I feel incredibly grounded and connected.
This is, I guess, what they call resonance – and man it’s resonating like nothing else I’ve known.
In our explorations of the stunningly ancient rainforests and jaw-dropping beaches of Far North Queensland nothing has resonated like this.
Nothing comes close. The difference is stark.
I don’t want to go – I don’t want to let go of this moment – this feeling – this connectedness.
I’m speechless…I say nothing – as I grapple with what’s happening to me.
It hovers, ever-present in my consciousness, pulsing through my body, seemingly unshiftable.
Simon says he felt something too.
It’s like our times spent in other remote parts of Australia.
Maybe though it’s not about making sense of it all through some fixed, rational explanation.
Maybe..it’s just about letting it be….
…knowing that I can go here to re-fuel and ground myself;
…knowing that I can go here to ignite a spark that pulses within me;
…knowing that I can go here – and everything else in my life disappears;
Nothing matters here but just this moment in time.
Pushing back against mere survival…living more in Thrive mode…means regularly reconnecting with transformative places like this…for me.
Cos thriving doesn’t happen by chance.
To Thrive is to tune in – to what resonates – to what catches us unawares – to what lifts and ignites us yet firmly grounds us at the same time. And in ways that sometimes defy explanation.
To Thrive is to Tune in – to Make time for Us – Our Voice – Our Being AND TURN IT UP BIG TIME.