“A dark ocean entered my vision, and I stood in the middle of it. It was so quiet. I looked down, and I hovered just above the water, so not to disturb it. This water went on forever, and no matter how far I ran, I would never see its edge.
“How would it feel if I touched this ocean? Would it be cold or warm? Would it slide away from my body or cling to it? So I did what any curious child would do – I dipped my toe in. A ripple emanated from my actions, and I counted the ripples as they moved outward. Seven, there were, and as the ripples moved, the sky above me began to close. I was plucked out from my vision from the feeling of water on my cheek. When I opened my eyes, I found that I had created a storm.”