Benefits of Giving Up

I spent years building my home, piece by piece. I was just beginning to decorate it when a large well came up and washed it away. So completely even the foundation was invisible. I wandered and waded in the swamp that remained where my solid home had stood. I even dove under the dark cold waters to find the pieces and rebuild...but they were gone, washed away.

I then began to scramble for a new home. Paddling against the currents looking for any space to hold onto and rebuild. I heard the voices around me telling me which way to swim and I was trying to listen but could not reach their voices, the currents were too strong. For a moment I thought I would drown.

As with any near death experience, my life flashed before my eyes. I saw all I had done for it's reality, instead of how I wanted to see it. I cried. I cried for my losses, I cried for my wrongdoings, I cried for myself and my tears filled this swamp I had created until it became a river. Then...

...I finally gave up. I lay on my back atop the deep waters and took a deeper breath. I stopped scrambling for what I knew would eventually come. I stopped listening to all the voices around me.

I lay on my back atop the deep waters and felt the current beneath me, gently guiding me through it's path. I let myself follow it's nature and become a part of it's flow.

Now I lay upon a warm shore, and I'm finally dry. I have gained the knowledge that whatever home I  may build upon this earth will eventually be washed away, and I will again have to rebuild. But this time I will go with the tides. I will find my new shore unde the fate of it's currents.