Have you ever been lost before? Not the kind of lost where you lose your mom in Kmart, but the kind of lost where your mind drifts away into oblivion?
Today I went on a hike with some friends. I was feeling that kind of "lost". While climbing up the side of a mountain, I found a waterfall. I’ve never seen something more beautiful in my entire life. The way the water just naturally flowed off the cliff, landing on the rocks, was music to my ears. I found myself a place to sit on one of the rocks and I just started staring. Have you ever noticed the way the water hits the rocks? Some rocks are completely submerged, drowning in the water, while others are only half wet. I noticed that today. I started relating that to people when I was thinking about what to write for my first article.
Sometimes, when something you love takes over you, you'll get completely submerged and maybe even drown. You’ll start to have that “something” take over your life, and the next thing you know, you’re drowning. But once you stop, whether you've grown tired of it or maybe just simply let it go, you'll start to just become that half shaded wet rock.
Sometimes things in life are toxic. Whether you love it or not, it doesn't matter. Some things are just not meant for you whether you like it or not. Sometimes you don't even notice when something takes over your life. You're just so used to having that something always be a part of you, so you don't see what others see. Just like that drowning rock, being under water is all it has known. You being so infatuated over something is all you've known, so when it's taken away from you, you start drying out. When you're drowning under that water, it starts to get old, doesn't it? But when you let it go, you emerge and start drying out to see the sun. Now, of course, drying out something takes some time. But once you do, man, is it nice to see that other side. It’s so nice to feel the sun's warm rays making you whole again.
Once you’ve drowned you just can’t come back to life that quickly. So it’s going to take sometime, it might be hard, it might be tough, but you’ll be that rock that's above water one day, you'll get there. You’ll get to see the sun again.
“Hey, are you coming?” A friend of mine called, jarring me from my thoughts. After being mesmorized by the riptides of the water, I slipped into the water and my foot got wet. I got up, I started my way back on the trail, looked up at the sun and my foot started drying.
Sometimes you have to drown to be found.
So, which rock are you?
