I look down, and my feet are planted on the ground. It reminds me of when I was in a yoga class, and the instructor said to ensure all four corners of the feet are on the floor. I am steadfast in still waters. The landscape around me is hazy as if I’m protected by an invisible shield. Everything is tranquil, and I am calm. It stays like this for a few more minutes, peaceful and quiet.
My world suddenly changes. Violently, I am shaken, and my head spins. The still waters become a tsunami, and there is no place for me to run as my feet are planted on the floor. My mind is full, a constant barrage of chatter and noise. I hear my voice loudly and relentlessly with many different permeations of “What if”, “I should”, and “Why me?”. I am beginning to drown from the overwhelming voice and have nowhere to hide. As I open my eyes to try and steady myself, I notice small silver flecks within the waves crashing around me. I am fascinated by them and want to grab each one. I clasp one tightly, tri…
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