High tide....

With no bitterness intended, i ask the haunting question in the backwash of certain situations---and so do most of you. How much like the tide are we? When our spirits are high, we are flooded with optimism, hope and pleasant expectations. But when low, with our jagged barnacles of disappointment and discouragement exposed, we entertain feelings of raw disillusionment. We usually hide the plunging inner tideline from others, protecting ourselves with a thick coat of public image shined to a high gloss finish with wax of superficiality...embellished with a religious cliche or two. But all the while, at ebb tide within, cold winds blow across the empty, empty sand.
There are peculiar tides that often follow a great victory....
There are special low tides that accompany great vision...And there are low tides that attach themselves to great valor.
LOW TIDE....HOW PAINFUL YET HOW ESSENTIAL.
-Craig Holiday