Just a Wave

Sound and light waves follow a similar course of life to the average human

They go up and down and up and down over and over and over again. They might start off with very little movement. At some point, when the music is really loud or deep base vibrates through the molecules, and the waves are enormous, they peak at the top before they dive bomb all the way to the bottom. 

If we're lucky, we’ll be able to make similar journies in our lives.

I was a lucky kid in the sense that things only seemed to keep getting better for me for the majority of the beginning of my life. I started taking my dips and bends into the depths around when your consciousness first starts to develop, around 12 or 13. There's no guarantee that we can ever fully experience the full journey from top to bottom regardless of what plane of life we are on. Some of us may be more prone to the dark, the yang, the melancholy, and may only be able to notice when our line has dipped below neutral. Others may resist the idea of ever being less than high and find it hard to know when a situation is not ideal. The familiar is always more present. Neither way of carrying yourself is necessarily wrong, but maybe slightly less than fully human.

I’ve been trying to ride the full ride.

This is difficult when you tend to lean one way or the other.

I don’t believe in absolutes. I don’t believe that I am destined to always be transporting myself from the highest point to the lowest pool. It wouldn’t be consistent with nature. Every song has hundreds of different waves, traveling together to create harmony and balance… beauty. Light works the same. It’s filtered through our eyes while our brain makes sense of all of the various refractions. Eventually making a scene that we interpret into our own experience. Also beautiful.

While it is difficult to be in a season where I lean heavily into the emotions I’ve cultivated, I’m not worried about this lasting forever. If anything, I am absolutely sure that my current factory setting will last approximately 25 more seconds before I move on to the next fixation that’s meant for me.

I am positive about my journey ahead knowing very well that I will dip down to the deepest well possible a few hundred more times before I can even out. There’s a sense of rhythm building that mirrors the bridge of a song. I’m waiting for the beat to drop, for the chorus to roar, for the climax to peak. There are more waves to ride to get there. But I’ll get there.