There are high tides and low tides and within them is a consistency of current. We either feel high or low. Change can come crashing in like a wave sometimes. We either let it break us or we let it take away parts of us. I've learned to swim with the current this year. I didn't realize how tired I was trying to keep my head a float when if I just rode the wave and let the water take me, pieces of me, I would begin to feel new energy. I would submerge into something fresh. I've been swimming deep dark waters for so long, believing I could touch my toes to the ocean floor at any moment but when the riptide came in and brought me to shore I realized I was stripped of what I thought I was. I was left with myself. My raw, tormented and broken self. I watched the tides roll in and out while standing still. I saw what I was and what I wanted to be. I finally put my feet back in and step by step I began swimming again. I am not stronger than the tides I now know, but I also learned that I can move with them. It's scary, the unknown, but it guides you to your truth, your light.
All Photographs by Rachelle Derouin.