Dear Energy, please help…

In the stillness of a stormy night, I find my way to a place of quiet understanding, not a refuge from the turmoil, but a space within it. There I see my pain, my uncertainty, and my doubts, all reflected in the turmoil outside like ripples on a lake.

In the stillness of night, my thoughts are a river, flowing but unsure of its course. Please be the gentle current that steers me through turbulence, a steady heartbeat that reminds me of peace.

In the stillness of the ocean, where the depths meet the silence, I breathe in the weight of my own darkness. Let the undertows of shame wash over me, so I might finally acknowledge their hold.

A river flows steadily yet is shaped by the depths it passes through. In its tranquil surfaces, I see the reflection of my own ebb and flow.

In the darkest moments, I feel like a ship lost in a stormy sea, frantically clinging to whatever debris I can find for hope. My heart is shattered into a thousand pieces, scattered across the ocean floor of my soul.

In the silence, a tree stands tall amidst storms, its roots digging deeper, holding firm to what nourishes it - I seek that foundation in myself, that peace which grounds me.