Surfing the Waves of Uncertainty

Every morning, I’m greeted by the sight of surfers conquering the waves outside my window. It’s a breathtaking view, especially considering that Bird Rock, our local break, is reserved for the most skilled riders. They brave a challenging cliff descent to the water’s edge and a lengthy paddle just to position themselves for the thrill.

Some days, the surf is alive with a dozen daredevils dancing on the waves, while on others, a few seasoned surfers quietly wait for their moment. As I stroll through the neighborhood, I encounter two more spots: one for intermediate surfers and another, beginners’ beach, where laughter and tiny waves abound.

Observing these surfers today, I couldn’t help but admire their joy. Despite the occasional wobble, their faces lit up with each successful ride. And as I watched, I realized I’m surfing my own waves of uncertainty amidst global chaos.

Slowly but surely, I’m building resilience and acceptance. Instead of fixating on when this turbulence will end, I’m learning to embrace the unknown and find excitement in adapting to the present moment.

I can’t predict when the next big wave will hit or whether I’ll ride it smoothly or tumble. But right now, right here, I have everything I need.

Wishing you love, laughter, and magical kisses,

Arielle