Everything Will be Okay
Last week, I was feeling unsure of something; that lack of ease that makes you feel as if you are skating along the bottom of the ocean floor with only a scuba tank to connect you to everything you know; the world of oxygen and light and easy movement unslowed by water. Recognizable animals moving through a recognizable landscape. When you’re on your belly, skirting the ocean floor, there is only this vague feeling of coldness coupled with a sensation of not knowing exactly where you are. Your location is obviously exactly where you are, but really, where are you? Sentences then get inverted like that, moving from statement into question. And around the blackness, you have no clue if you’ll encounter a benign school of seahorses or a slithering pile of sea snakes.
I don’t do well here.
I sent a quick email and got back an immediate response: all is okay.
It’s such a simple thing that human beings can do for one another; send a response back and put another person at ease. It’s amazing how quickly I was transported from the figurative ocean floor back into a familiar landscape where I felt comfortable. Where I no longer felt as if I was struggling to breathe.
If only the universe could do that for us too. With so many big and small things in life, I don’t need to know how everything turns out. I don’t need to know the fine details, the where-when-who-what-why and how. I just need to know that everything will be okay.
When things are clearly not okay, when life is unlivable in the moment, I just need the universe to throw an arm around my shoulder and say, “no spoilers but I promise, it will all be okay, Melissa. Around the corner is just seahorses.”
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