The two natural states of any changing being. As we all are, between them or reaching, life seldom finds stillness. When tides recede, we must work harder to be ourselves - don't disrupt our friendships, carry on our routines, push ourselves through it. Or rest. Allow healing, and comfort - risking the costs in connections, health, responsibilities.

When the pendulum swings back the challenges differ. Goodness and effort come easy. There is plenty of zest and fervour to light each day. We relish these hours, and come to expect them, though these joys can never go on forever. Even the richest - in any and all measures - experience hardship and lows. A lost opportunity; no welcome relief, a broken relationship; painful and seething. Unanticipated death knocking an unfair door. All the preventative factors in the world couldn't prepare a person for these things, nor make them easy.

In the flow, recall ebb, its bitterness and dark. Let it creep in just a little. That piece who finds warmth or kindness during abundance may resurface again, between thrashing waves - a small piece of light bringing hope for the end of the tunnel.