RE-plug: Change moves in waves



I visited Fort Walton beach over the weekend. There was something cathartic about standing in the ocean and letting the waves crash into me over and over. I tried to jump over some of them; others I just turned my back to as they washed over me. Some I tried to float with, and others I ran from. It felt like I was re-enacting scenes from my life.

As the ocean drowned out the sounds around me, I felt this strange sense of oneness. I began to think about how the sea contains the same elements that are in me–salt and water. We’re not so different. Yet it wasn’t going to wash away my problems or absolve me of any wrong-doings. We’re also alike in a few other ways. I too am capable of beating on someone, ravaging them, leaving them mentally and emotionally drained. I am unrelenting. I am merciless. I am capable of wreckage.

But I’m also capable of beauty. I’m capable of peace. I’m not just the storm; I can be the calm. I am deep and steady. I move in waves. So does change.

That’s when I realized: Not all that is capable of bad is bad. I’ll be fine. I’ll be just fine.

Published by Jessica

Writer, YouTuber, streamer, gamer, yogi, self-improver--still trying to figure it all out

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