Life comes in waves.
Which explains why
just when you’ve convinced yourself
“I’ve finally figured life out…
…the sea quietly laughs.
And sends another wave.
Some arrive
with flowers in their hands.
Others don’t even knock.
They simply barge in,
rearrange your plans,
borrow your peace,
and leave without saying goodbye.
Rude, honestly.
For the longest time,
I thought the secret
was finding calm waters.
Then life smiled and said,
“No, dear…
the trick is learning
not to spill your coffee
every time the boat rocks.”
So you learn.
You stop arguing
with every wave.
You stop asking,
“Why me?”
Because, quite frankly,
the sea has terrible customer service.
It never answers.
Instead,
it teaches.
It teaches that
not every delay
is a disaster.
Not every goodbye
is a punishment.
Not every storm
has your name on it.
Some are simply
passing through.
And somewhere
between holding on
and letting go,
you discover
that you were never
becoming fearless.
You were simply
becoming someone
who could smile,
fix the sail,
and whisper,
“Well…
that was interesting.”
before rowing on.
Because life
has never promised
a sea without waves.
Only the chance
to become
someone who knows
how to dance with them.🦋
🌊
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Until the next whisper…
—Rajeshwari 🧿💕
© Nihshabd by Rajeshwari
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If this whisper stayed with you, you may also enjoy reading The Hard Years: Not the Final Chapter