Shallow waters will always thrash and churn—chaos, games, and empty words. They pull, they provoke, they spiral.
But shallow has no depth.
Shallow has no peace.
Shallow has no truth.
I refuse to drown in it.
Time after time, the games repeat. The patterns reveal themselves. No self-control, no regulation, no growth.
And still, no winners.
I live in the deep. In presence, integrity, and love. That is where I breathe. That is where I rise.
Shallow can never touch me there.
“You’re off the deep end… and I always dive in.”
Love,
Wendy
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