The ocean is deep and so are many problems that sink into the soul with the ability to create such extreme agony even breathing becomes a painstaking choir. So why then the misery, sorrow, the suffering? That question no one can answer with true clarity. Perhaps suffering is beyond human understanding, beyond our known reality or limited intellect to grasp. The only justice is the substance we create for ourselves as we travel through space and time with hope. Hope of a better future, a brighter day. Hope carries us in times of despair and doubt. To live in hopelessness is to lose the passion to live and keep on living. For without hope we lose ourselves and our will to the depths of the abyss of misery.So with causious persuation the only other option is to bask in the ocean that surrounds us. Delight in being swallowed up into the unknown entrapments of daily living. To live in full knowledge of our lack of control, which may relieve our desire to control what is indeed uncontrollable. Yet, our collective experiences shape who we are as a human species as a hand adjusts to fit a glove. The true value of what we derive from life experiences and our responses to them can either mold who we are for the better or for the worst. The bottom linen is that allowing ourselves to be swallowed up in the deep ocean might not be so bad after all. Perhaps letting go is all thats needed to know when you’re in over your head anyway.
Written by: Naomi Burrell 10/11/14