Finally, at long last, something has snapped. For a while, I thought it could be me who would be doing the snapping. It has felt like this for weeks or maybe months on end. With no end in sight. The nothingness of nothing. The blacks of black. This constant itch, this heavy weight riding my shoulders.
A sensation of something or someone trying to hold me down for so long that it just becomes normal. My head held down, deep under water, I fight it initially, but with no victory. So I try to slow my breath down and now I sit, I wait. For that right moment. The moment that will set me free. Bubbles continue to escape my mouth. Then I am empty, flat, nothing, my last breath now escapes my mouth. This is it. This is the moment when I die.
So I just let go…I float with the current. I sink.
This white light appears in the distance, my eyes awaken and hone in on the unusual light that wasn’t there before. A sense of “that shouldn’t be there” sets in. And then, a sense of urgency as I realise that my last breathe has been taken.
Fight or Die?
Just like that, I feel my back lengthen, my shoulders roll back. Then I kick, kick like crazy, like I have never done before. At that same moment, I feel so light, light as a butterfly maybe. This is it, this is the new surge, the new energy kicks in as it awakens my spirit. Deep down, it reaches every corner of my body. In that exact instance, I am hurtled forward on this slingshot we call life. Hurtling down this crest of creativity. Here, now I have found ‘MOMENTUM’.