From Journal Entry 1/17/2026
I was on this island. And when I say
island. The water was so clear, sparkling under the sun. I was riding shotgun
in some kind of truck, a Jeep maybe, with this woman who seemed to know the
place like the back of her hand. She was my guide, my local expert, breezing
through everything.
Except the roads? They weren't exactly
roads. Or, they were, but they were completely submerged! I'm talking deep
enough that the truck was practically underwater. We'd drive through these
underwater paths, the water swirling around us, completely covering the
vehicle. And the craziest part? She just kept driving. No hesitation, no fear.
The truck just powered through every single time. It was wild! I was probably
clutching the dashboard with wide eyes, thinking, "Is this for
real?!"
We eventually pulled up to this little
restaurant, still feeling like we’d just surfaced from a deep-sea expedition.
We sat down, and she ordered noodles. And as I’m twirling them around my fork,
looking out at the parking lot which was, you guessed it, still underwater – it
hit me.
"Wait a second," I thought,
"this whole island is submerged! How does anyone get anywhere without
driving through water? This is insane!"
It was beautiful, absolutely stunning,
but honestly? It felt like too much water. She just smiled, like "Yep,
that's just how we do things here." Apparently, she lived there,
completely unbothered by the daily aquatic commute.
Waking up, I couldn't shake it. On one
hand, the beauty, the clear water, the sense of adventure. It was incredible.
On the other hand, the overwhelm. The constant feeling of being submerged, of
needing to navigate through something that felt like it should be impossible.
It got me thinking: isn't that a lot
like life sometimes? We find ourselves in these incredibly beautiful, exciting
situations, maybe a new project, a new relationship, or even just a new phase
in our own growth. And it's wonderful, right? But then, underneath all that
beauty, there's this current, this feeling of "too much." Too much to
handle, too much emotion, too much uncertainty. We're trying to drive through
it, and sometimes it feels like we're barely keeping our heads above water,
even if our "truck" (our inner strength, our resilience) is actually
handling it just fine.
That woman in the dream, my calm
guide, she felt like a part of me that just knows how to navigate the deep
stuff without panicking. The part that trusts that even if the path ahead is a
bit watery, we’ll make it through.
So, for now, I'm trying to embrace the
beauty, the adventure, and even the slightly submerged roadways of my own life.
Maybe the trick isn't to avoid the water, but to trust that we can drive right
through it.
All my Love and Light,
Madison
Meadows