I am struggling to swim in the river of experience. In moments of quiet I tread water, seeing other people walking on the banks, smiling, content, demonstrating lives that are complete and fulfilling.
In times of turmoil I desperately fight the current, the white water that threatens to engulf me. Those on the banks stretch out a languid hand to help me, but it is never near enough.
I need to explore the deep waters of my mind, body and spirit, waters sometimes still and stagnant, sometimes gently flowing, sometimes dangerously choppy. I need to find out who I really am and how I should be living my life.
by Helen Whitehead