You were made for the waves, not the shore.
There’s a sacred poetry in the way life throws waves at us.
Some come gentle — brushing our feet, whispering change.
Others rise like giants — roaring, intimidating, impossible to ignore.
Most people run from them, terrified of drowning.
But the surfers — the ones who have learned to dance with chaos — they chase them.
They travel the world looking for those monstrous waves, not because they enjoy falling,
but because they know what it feels like to ride one.
That’s what every challenge is: an invitation to rise to your own magnitude, to let the ocean of life stretch you, so you can feel the vastness of who you truly are.
And maybe the art of living isn’t about calm waters at all — but learning how to find your balance in motion, how to stand tall on a moving force and whisper to yourself, “I was made for this.” 🌊
🌬️ Reflection
What if, instead of asking for fewer challenges, you began asking for the strength, clarity, and grace to surf the ones that come?
What if every problem you’re facing right now isn’t a roadblock — but a wave calling your name?
Let it come.
Breathe.
Find your rhythm.
And when it lifts you — ride it like you’ve been training for this your whole life.
Because you have.
Salima
Just me thinking out loud over here