breaking waves

Let the crashing waves be my guide, carrying me through this raging tide. I surrender to their mighty swell, yearning for their power to quell.

The storm rages, fierce and strong, but I find solace in the song of the ocean’s eternal roar, washing me ashore, once more.

In the embrace of the foaming crest, I find a sense of peace and rest. The waves, my faithful, constant friends, through this tempest, my journey wends.

They lift me high, then pull me under, yet in their rhythm, I find wonder. Let the breaking waves carry me, through the storm, forever free.

With eyes closed, I entrust my fate to the waves, their rhythm guiding me through the tempest’s haze. In their embrace, I find solace and grace, as they carry me to a tranquil place.

I let go, surrendering to the ebb and flow, trusting the process, watching my worries go. The waves, my companions on this journey of the soul, will see me through, keeping me forever whole.

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Tonight, I will celebrate a small accomplishment. I finished my last training and will not have a permanent contract as a preschool teacher. This time last year, I didn’t even believe that this would be in my cards. I am so happy I took that leap of faith and believed in myself enough to do this. It was the best decision I could make.

i took this selfie earlier today… I look happy and that is nice. I think. After my training, I had a sense of “everything is right in this very moment” and I wanted to preserve that. Also – vain, I know, but I like the structure of my curls today, my eyes are shining, and the sun softened my pores considerably. Everything will be alright.