“I need the sea because it teaches me” – Pablo Neruda
When I was young, I dreamt repeatingly of being dropped into the middle of this dark blue sea, in the dark, at night, not knowing what creatures were below me. The sea no longer scares me, because I have found that the sea is my wholeness. That sea will hold me, nourish me, shatter me and then put me back together again, all the while forcing me to long more and more deeply for union with the divine. It forces me to love with devotion. Forces me to experience the death of my ego in order to blossom into grace, humility, and loving wholeness.
It’s never been a choice for me. You can’t hide from the sea that surrounds you; there’s no where to go. The only way out is through. Every new discovery creates a new choice: can I love this? can I rock this into peaceful grace? can I be its greatest protector even if it scares me? can I offer this child warmth, hold it unconditionally and not reject it? Every time I dive in with love, washing every little piece with affection, sweetness, tenderness what once seemed dark, mysterious, threatening becomes my truth, my life, my perfection in completeness.