The Anchor in the Current
We are all caught in the slipstream of the urgent. Life pulls at our sleeves, a relentless tide of departures and arrivals, of clocks ticking against the pulse of our own restlessness. We move through the world like leaves caught in a storm, convinced that if we stop, the current will swallow us whole. Yet, there is a secret geometry to stillness. It is not the absence of motion, but a deliberate rooting of the soul into the earth while the wind howls around the edges. To bow one’s head in the middle of a gale is to create a sanctuary where the noise of the world cannot reach. It is a quiet defiance, a way of saying that while the body must travel, the spirit has already arrived at its destination. We spend so much time running toward horizons that shift the moment we blink, forgetting that the only ground worth standing on is the one we carve out of the silence within ourselves. What does it feel like to be the only stone in the river that refuses to be moved?
Yasef Imroze has captured this profound sense of internal gravity in his image titled Faith. It is a beautiful reminder that even in the most chaotic currents, we can choose to be the anchor. Does this stillness speak to the quiet places you have been trying to find?
