Its a wonderful feeling when one realises that something that had been an unresolved issue in ones life for such a long time has now finally reached closure, and one can emerge out of it, able to breath freely again. Life is, as I have come to realise, a complex ebb and flow of events. Sometimes the tide is out, like that of an oceans expanse, as it flirts tentatively with sandy beaches, its waves lapping delicately at the shore, and you can play at the water’s edge to your hearts content, living life to its fullest. When the tide comes in, you have to move towards safety, to make sure you don’t get swallowed by its ominous depths. Sometimes however one may not get out of the way in time, and it consumes you.
But when we emerge from the rising tide, coughing and spluttering, we have actually learned to swim, even if by default. The desire to not drown is a very strong instinct in all of us, and for most of us, this instinct kicks in, as we struggle to draw a breath, fighting against the elements.
The clarity of rising above it all. There is nothing like it.