Beach And Freedom

I was confined in the beach of my dreams and it was anything but the promised land.

I had survived the past year and months. Barely.

Trauma has sunk its claws into our lives. Grief, fear, sadness swirled like a typhoon. But you know what, life demands hope---we have to be an optimist, to move on, to see life from a different perspective.

6 years have passed, but the magic of this moment still remains uncensored in my psyche.

Looking at this picture I feel blessed, because what I learnt at that moment was that - true freedom was even closer than our next breath. Waves rise and crash and again it repeats without any fear. Because true peace will never be dependent on any external circumstance. Pondering over this picture gets me a little closer to the truth- that not any moment is permanent and this itself strengthens my ability to let go of the dark thoughts. This is the rule of the beach you see- and as the rules of the beach keep strengthening, so did my one-pointed awareness to the space beyond thought.