When the waters rise and the current pulls, resist the urge to fight. Swimming against the storm will only drain you, each stroke heavier than the last. Instead, let yourself float. Trust the rhythm of the tide, trust that stillness can carry you farther than struggle. Hold onto what drifts within reach— a fragment of hope, a voice of kindness, a reminder that storms always pass. Floating is not surrender. It is resilience in its quietest form. It is the wisdom of conserving