The more I fight the force of the breaking waves, the quicker I tire myself. The more I put myself at the risk of drowning.
I let go, relaxing my mind and body. Knowing the turbulent waters will pass. Trusting in myself, and the universe that I will make it, and if I don't, it is ok. My soul is infinite.
Accepting all that is, is. Waves will break again and again. It is how I learn to relax in the midst of it all, that creates a favorable or unfavorable result.
I don't just give up doing what I love because I got tossed around. I paddle harder, learn the currents better, and love every moment of it.
