2.07.2015

life as an ocean.

Life is an ocean, or so they say. A tidal wave that crashes over us, overflowing into our hearts, washing into cracks that have slowly worked their way into our souls and become a part of us, changing, shifting, taking and returning. Arrivals and departures. Salt water washing over us, our hearts aching from the suddenness of the nearness and then the emptiness that follows absence. But, perhaps, more often than not, things come and go unnoticed; like a whisper of smoke dissipating into the gray air, leaving no trace behind that it was ever there, except for the remembrance of pine and dirt, thick and heavy in our senses. 

Even life itself is given and taken as time passes. This is simply the unavoidable reality of being human. And still, hands grasping, hearts clutching, eyes seeking, we hold onto things that, perhaps, we should have let go of a long time ago. A tide returning to the shores that sent it away, fragments of memories, faces - ghosts, mere illusions of the past - and moments long since washed away by the ceaseless rhythm of time and change; moments we thought we had forgotten. Stars explode in our galaxy of abandoned planets; a reel of the past that has been pushed aside by our hearts to conserve and protect our sanity and the cracking, fragility of our hearts is suddenly replaying before our eyes.

Oh yes, there is safety in separation; there is strength and invulnerability found in being alone, but sometimes, perhaps, strength is only an illusion of the mind. The heart knows in the very depths of it's own pain, that no one wants to be alone, no matter what they say. All they really want is someone who will care enough to stay. 

Life is an ocean, they say. We are mere pieces of driftwood, caught in the billows, swallowed by the waves, pulled by the current of a reality that is ever changing. But yet, there are some things that never change. There are some things that stay constant, things that are rooted in the hollowness of our hearts, only waiting for the right moment - for permission - to grow.

We're afraid to let go, perhaps, but someone once told me, you can't move on until you do. Who knows what's waiting just beyond the boundary of fear you've built? We'll never know unless we take a chance. Life is full of chances, after all. Maybe you all you have to do is make a choice to take a chance and see where it goes.

xx, m 

7 comments:

  1. Your words went right to my heart. So many times I don't let people close to me or I push them away, thinking that I am strong enough on my own, but really my heart is yearning for those people who love me enough to stick around. Thank you so much for your beautiful words, dear one.

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  2. This is amazing. Your words are seriously so magical that I teared up midway; this sent shivers down my spine, especially the line 'Salt water washing over us, our hearts aching from the suddenness of the nearness and then the emptiness that follows absence'. The images accompanying the text is equally beautiful. You have a gift, Mikailah. I am so thankful I had the opportunity to read such beautiful thoughts.

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  3. The heart knows in the very depths of it's own pain, that no one wants to be alone, no matter what they say. All they really want is someone who will care enough to stay. "

    Chills.

    This was perfect.

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  4. your writing is incredible. you breathe words. i am speechless, literally. this is perfect, and every word is so, so true. =)

    -ali

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  5. Mmmh...this ENFP sure loves listening to the reflections of INFJ's...and I'm inspired to watercolor a picture of the ocean now...and it reminds me of that song "Pour over me, your waves of love, let your love flood this thirsty soul..." It is amazing to think that God will never leave us; that HE will stay. F o r e v e r. and I echo Jana K's words...I got to that particular line and just stopped for a moment, letting the meaning of the words soak in. *chills*

    ~ Jenny <3

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