At this point of life, I know for sure that nothing in this world is constant. And that includes the self. All we are is nothing but constant flux of thoughts, emotions, and biological processes. It’s the reality, as sad as it sounds. No matter how much we’re convinced things are gonna stay, no matter how hard we try to stop things from changing, before we know things change again.

It appears that life is about understanding and accepting this reality, and finding ways to surf on top of the ever-crashing waves. Most importantly, knowing how to hold on to our internal sense of peace in between. Challenging? Yes. Exhausting? Very much.

The first thing that comes to mind when I get engulfed in the waves and suffocate is to look for someone. Someone that can make me feel completely safe. Who will shower me with love, shelter me with a sense of safety and comfort. Who I know will stay with me even at my worst. Someone who I feel safe with even in the face of death. Sounds scary, I know. But that’s the truth. If at some point in life I get engulfed in the waves and I know there’s no going back and it’s time for me to go.. I hope they’re there by my side.

Meanwhile, I will keep on surfing. For them. To all the kind prayers from the good souls that I get to meet, who have faith in me and always hoping for my happiness, I will forever be grateful.

Thank you, Universe.