“Out of sight is out of mind,” they say, but no! Not when it comes to my phone. I mean, that was my first thought when I saw this prompt. But on second, deeper thought… it wouldn’t be that horrible, you know?
Sure, it’s gonna be hard; Like let’s not even sugarcoat it, but not so bad that I would go completely insane… right? Right?
Oh, no one is answering.
Of course, there’s no one to answer…I’m obviously stranded.
This is crazy-No books, no Wi-Fi, no gadgets. Just me… on a lonely island.
But wait a minute…that’s not so bad, actually. If I really think about it, it’s an opportunity. A rare, quiet, sacred moment to reconnect with my Creator on a deeper level.
At this point, there’s absolutely no distraction. Like, no buzzing notifications, no endless scrolling and absolutely no background noise of the world dragging my attention. It’s just me and Him.
And now that I really think about it, it’s such a beautiful possibility. In fact, I’m almost craving this stillness even now, in the middle of all the noise of everyday life. It’s like my spirit is yearning for that quiet place, somewhere my soul can breathe again.
I’m actually not trying to sound overly religious here, but if I’m being honest, that would be the best thing I could do in a moment like that and that is to lean in. I would open up, reconnect and communicate as well. That would be me feeling my spirit come alive again. Maybe that’s the whole point of being stranded in the first place; no panic but pause, be still and just listen.
So yeah, I think I would just lie down on my back, stare up at the sky, and just be. No rush, no pressure. I would sing, I would worship, I would let the silence speak, and I would finally and truly listen.
Funny how something that starts off as a nightmare scenario, that’s being stranded, can actually transform into a sacred kind of solitude.
I imagine the waves crashing gently in the background, with the wind playing with my hair, and the skies shifting from bright blue to golden orange as the day fades into night. And in all of that, I imagine absolute peace. Not the kind you buy with vacations or try to schedule into a busy calendar. The kind that finds you when everything else falls away. (Oh I feel my poetic fire rekindled)
But come to think of it, I would greatly miss my conversations with my girlies, then Hive!! Oh what am I gonna do?
Then it will surprise me to know that the world doesn’t actually revolve around me and that I can truly survive, like truly breathe without my phone.
So yes, I’m stranded. But maybe… I’m also being found.
And honestly? That doesn’t sound like such a bad thing at all.
And let’s not even lie, I am hoping for a rescue eventually please, (a girl needs food and proper care), but while I wait, I think I would use the time to reset my soul.
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