With the diminishment of daytime reverberations, the kadoosh kadoosh of the ocean lulls all creatures on our bluff that rest at night, to sleep. The rhythm infiltrates the body, the mind, the breath, the dreams, so that reality almost becomes confused until it comes together in one hum. One wakes up gleeful and ready for adventure and challenges and breakfast.
Rhythms, balance, ebb and flow, new rhythms, new balance, ever changing, ever present. All one needs to do is ride the wave in and paddle out, ride the wave in and paddle out but we humans get busy, forget this simplicity and we forge against. We lose our connectedness, our joy, our true north, our raison d’etre.
A mantra for the new year:
No more battles with self or each other or the earth or the universe or WHAT IS.
Be with WHAT IS.
Look it in the eye.
See it.
Make friends with it.
Smile at it.
Welcome it.
Swim it.
Catch yourself when that moment of angst appears and morph into your dolphin self.
The peace in your heart will flow.
I promise.