MANDALA # 68/1000 

Under the Waves
8.1.19

10 years old.
Summer.
“Wake up!”
My brother is my best friend.
We run through the burning sand.
He looks to me.“Ready?”
On the count of three?
“One... Two... THREE!!”
We dive into the cold water.
Everything is quiet for a moment.
We rise laughing.
Splashing. Laughing. Cold.
But never caring. I love my brother.
We go further.
“JUMP” he screams.
We jump the wave.
The waves are getting bigger.
I’m getting nervous.
But he is excited.
I want to be excited too.
We swim further.
“BE CAREFUL
THIS ONE IS A BIG ONE!”
The wave is coming towards me.
I panic. It’s too big. I will never make it. The panic is pulling me down. Or is it the undertow? I’m not sure. I try to jump but instead do something of a half jump. Too afraid to commit to going all the way. And the wave comes crashing down. My face crashes to the bottom. Water fills my nose. It burns the back of my throat. I push off the bottom and find my way to the surface. My eyes are still closed. I gasp for breath. I’m met with water not air. Another wave comes crashing down. The current is too strong. I can’t fight it. I’m getting flipped around in every direction. I have no idea which way is up or which way is down. Somehow I find my way back to the surface. Only to be pushed down again. I’m running out of air. I’m going to die. I know it. Something goes still. Within me or within the water. I will never know. I find my way to the surface. The waves have calmed slightly. I can’t stop coughing.
Zach grabs my arm.
“ARE YOU OKAY?
ARE YOU OKAY?
YOU SCARED ME.
I COULDN’T FIND YOU.
YOU SCARED ME SARA. ”
I scared my fearless brother.
I’m okay. I’m okay.
Somehow I survived.
“You were caught in a loop. You have to be careful. But it happens to everyone at some point.”
A loop. I was caught in a loop.
“Sara, listen to me. If you are afraid. Or feel you can’t make the jump over the wave. You can always swim under it.”
I can?
He dragged me back to the waves.
A big one was coming towards us.
He smiled at me. He repeated.
“Just remember if you are afraid you won’t make the jump over, then swim under. But also remember jumping over is the fun part!” He smirked at me as he took a flying leap over the biggest wave yet. And I quietly held my breath as I glided under it.

SAS

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