I only now realize that I’ve probably wanted to wake up to the sound of ocean waves near my home my whole life… Actually, it’s only now, when I began imagining the most beautiful day of my life, that I realized I would like it to start exactly like this – with the quiet sound of beautiful waves shimmering in the sun.
Actually, I would wake up by myself – simply because I’ve already had enough sleep, simply because it’s morning. And the waves would just gently, softly help me drift out of my dreams… I open my eyes and see a delicate pale-amber curtain, blown by the ocean breeze… Behind the curtain are French doors leading to the balcony, one slightly open. Through the large window and this balcony door, the room is filled with light. There’s another window, directly opposite the bed, from floor to ceiling. Behind it, a green wall of palms… I stretch on the finest cotton sheets, the color of dark honey, inhale the salty aroma of the ocean morning, and sit on the bed. Sunbeams and little rainbows dance on the walls, casting crystal balls hanging on the windows…
The house is quiet. It smells of the ocean and a bit of vanilla. I lower my feet to the floor and feel the silkiness of the fluffy rug beneath my feet. Then, running across the wooden floor, I reach the balcony and step outside… The sunlit world rushes at me with colors, sounds, and scents. Somewhere coffee is brewing, to the right there are endless bushes of crimson roses, and the ocean caresses the stones almost right next to my balcony, just two or three meters away. The water is crystal clear, and you can see the moss-covered stones, which now appear to be multi-colored.
I throw on a light white silk robe and wander barefoot to the kitchen, which also has access to a large balcony with an ocean view. There, I pour myself a large glass of cool mango juice – and drink it slowly, enjoying the delicate, tender fibers of the mango flesh that dance on my tongue… Feeling the gentle kisses of the warm wind caressing my face… Feeling the gentle touch of those young sunbeams… I freeze, listening to the song of the waves.
Then, suddenly, as if waking up – I rush back to the bedroom, pull on shorts and a T-shirt, put on my player, tie my hair with an elastic, and slip on a pair of good sneakers – and run out of the house down the path that leads along the stones, some insanely beautiful, endless tropical flowers, and palms – along the shore. Running, enjoying the strength of my muscles, the waves of energy filling my body, that sharp sense of life in every cell of my body. Running, feeling the flow of joy and love simply because there is an endless ocean next to me, simply because the sky above is magically deep blue, simply because I am…
I return a little tired. I shed my clothes, dive under a cool shower – and feel the touch of firm streams of water on my skin. I stand as if under a waterfall, letting the water love me… At the end, I pour a bucket of cold water over my head to get another burst of magical energy – for the whole day.
I step out of the shower and slather my body with delicious cream, putting on something light. Then – a delicious breakfast. After that, in my own home office next to an open window that faces the waves, with the sound of the water, I turn on the computer and check my email – how many wonderful projects, interesting ideas, so much inspiring work that feels more like pleasure. Creating, writing, inventing, helping people – a few hours with short breaks for rest.
When it’s time for lunch – I put on thin blue jeans, a white jacket made of light crinkled cotton, big sunglasses, get into my beautiful red convertible – and go for lunch with a friend. We eat fresh shrimp and fish grilled on the barbecue, drink cool spring water, look at the ocean, talk a little, but mostly we sit in silence, listening to each other without words… Then, back home, to continue creating… until sunset.
I watch the sunset on the shore, sitting on a stone, dipping my feet in the pleasant coolness of the water. And when the sun sets, I return home to prepare a delicious sturgeon kebab and other wonderful food because in the evening, my wonderful friends will gather at my big kitchen. We will eat, joke, share, tell stories, laugh, feel a little sad, think a little – and be very happy together.
And when everyone leaves, I will be alone with my beloved person – the one with whom we speak without words and with whom our hearts are one. We will remain together – just to share with each other the love in our hearts. To create something new that has never been created before. To feel the endless closeness and magical unity. To simply be together and open up to each other completely.
This is the most beautiful day…