#riding waves

Stolen from a dear friend.

Ride the wave.

When it all gets to be too much,

When it's a decision of panic, to run or to die.

Just ride it out.

Wait for everything to settle.

When you come down from whatever overwhelmed you,

From whatever gripped you with fear,

You begin to the see the beauty.

The pale sun rising through the fog on an early morning in May.

Life gets too intense sometimes,

Focus is lost,

reality weaved with lies to set your mind ablaze with terror, burning pretty hopes and dreams into oblivion.

It's easy to lose balance and fall into the endless dark ocean.

Exhausted from trying to swim above the surface,

Surrender. Let go.

Sit on top of the closest floating object, breathe, ride the wave.

Eventually you will be pushed to shore by the very thing that caused your struggle.

You will learn to love the ocean again.

You will see that the moon is in the dark, and the sun in the dark, but together they glow for eternity.

They are best friends in the black sky.

Ride the wave of whatever the universe has sent in echoing vibrations to you.

You made this choice.

Ride the wave of the galaxy.

Remember, you are your soul, and your soul is free.

@aquamanandfriends

“Wouldn’t want you to burn.”

If it weren’t for the sunlight kissing Piper’s pale skin, Arthur might recognize the start of a blush that painted her cheeks. “Than--thank you,” she said, reminding herself that her body needed to process oxygen at regular intervals; otherwise, blushing would be the least of her worries. “This was a wonderful idea. Thank you for suggesting it,” she said, trying to focus on the words so she could relax beneath his warm, soothing touch.