Sometimes, the roads are bumpy in the labyrinth on the way to the center. Like waves in an ocean, we are simply floating. The waves go up and crash over our heads when we least expect it- from time to time. Occasionally, however, it is calm, silent, and peaceful. Allowing ourselves to let go of any impulse to control certain situations in our life and instead just float among life’s waves and accept any and all changes, we can reach the center of our labyrinth much easier.
Tag: self identification
Almost as if the sun stopped reflecting on the moon, the planet had lost any sign of life. Cold nothingness covered me as I watched darkness fall upon my home. I knew that the electrical grid had been completely turned off. No one, not anyone, had any electricity that I could see.