Isabel Clark

Prana

It was unlike anything I’d ever seen before. Everything, from the warm salt-kissed air to the pod of dolphins meandering just off the shore—everything was just as I had envisioned. Just as I had manifested. Time seemed to twist and turn, rise up and disappear into the sky like the early morning mist off the sea before me. I filled my lungs with the warm air that tickled my skin with a drawn breath, savoring every moment of the fulfillment. I felt my body sink into weightlessness as I released the air in a long exhale. Not the dreamy sort of weightless of floating on a cloud, but the charged, energetic weightlessness of your soul on fire.