As a child we would go to Adventure World Six Flags every summer. Roller-coasters frightened me and the carnival games were too expensive. So naturally I floated towards the wave pool. If you’re unfamiliar with amusement parks, the wave pool was designed to simulate the beach where it moves from shallow to deep and at consistent intervals large waves rip through the pool. You could either brave through the waves with nothing but your limbs and lung capacity, or use an inner tube.

That brings me to what I call the “Inner Tube.” The Inner Tube is a state of being I stumbled on one Superbowl night. After reading the chapter on “Inner Space” by Tolle, I truly felt the meaning of “this too shall pass.” For several hours I experienced authentic nonattachment. Nothing mattered, because everything has an inevitable end. When nothing matters, you’re carefree; no anxiety, worry, or fear. There are no overreactions, just complete relaxation.

A funny thing happens when on the “Inner Tube,” things effortlessly float in and out of your experience. At the Superbowl watch party, in a room full of people, a beautiful woman gravitated towards me, and laid her head on my lap. I have a way with women, but that was a first. It was serene and unreal. A peace beyond my understanding.

A few days later, my club basketball team had a tournament at Maryland University. We had lost almost every contest, and we were down by double digits in the second half of our meaningless consolation game. There was a point where I decided to not care anymore. The Inner Tube was in full effect. I scored 15 consecutive points (maybe an exaggeration) and we were back in the game.

I see life as a moving river. You can fight the current , or enjoy the downhill ride, on an Inner Tube.