Dormant Tsunami Wave

I think of this winter as the biggest gift - seeing it, feeling its immediacy in my bones, hugging people I love. 

I am like a tsunami wave quietly hibernating somewhere deep inside the ocean's belly. 

I take long walks in the wind. 

I use colors and shapes instead of words. 

Waking up in the pitch dark taught me to find my way around the house using only fingertips.

My body has endured so much over the past year.

I gently whisper how grateful I am for it to carry me that far through the storm.

I quit coffee. I left many things.

I suddenly realized that every single day is like a little life in itself, which I don't want to miss anymore while being too worried about things I cannot control.

I might be a dormant tsunami wave, but I dance at my own rhythm, flowing beyond time, living in the now…