
I surrender.
To my inability to control.
To the powers in this universe greater than me.
To the knowing that the control I hold is only in my ability to release.
We cling to things, out of fear of loss, perhaps loss of happiness, safety, stability, however the truth of the world is that, life and our beings are fully fluid. Up to 60% of the human adult body is composed of water. Dependent on temperature, water is free-flowing. You find the best state of man, when he is at room-temperature; this is where he is well and at peace with life, and willing and able to flow within the duration of time. The dynamic nature of water is that of which flows easily, and freely. I have found that in my moments of surrender, offered at best when it seems that all has been taken from me, I have become free. Through conditions of wellness and ease, we can gain this, however, we can also do so through conditions of turmoil and loss.
It is through conditions of change, which frozen elements boil, and allow for the reformation and reshaping into different parcels. The core elements remain the same.
Perspective lends the ability to see what lies in the palm of our hand. We can microscopically focus on what is missing, or rather, seek to understand the full picture, without trying to shift, change, or fix what is missing, or what we would so like. Perhaps in our moments of frustration and anger, the ability to shift perspective and release expectation of the immediate ‘fixing’ we can instead see a broader narrative, and a more comprehensive picture of the ‘haves and have-nots.’
It is possibly then, that we are able to see and understand the powerful nature of what our hands may hold, while also holding nothing besides the expectation that we are beings able and capable of greatness, and in that, allow our frustrations to drift.
It has been in cases of extreme deprivation, for which I have learned the ability to see the broader picture, see where I receive, and where I can give, and how the energy of the world, including myself flows easily.
We are water.
Anna Badrieh

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