Saturday, June 15, 2013

float

Over the years I have developed a habit of "inner sanctuary".  More often than not it is simply a resting back into spacious benevolence until a sense of calm pervades my experience.  Occasionally, I need to imagine a sanctuary.  In those moments I am always found laying on the shore of Mahaulepu Beach in Kauai.  I can't really explain why, except to say that when I am there my whole soul sighs a deep and audible "Home".  The ocean has always had this effect on me.  From my earliest memories of salty sea foam, I felt a sense of rightness with a quiet assurance whispered on the tide, "Relax.  Relax.  It is all okay.  Lean back. Relax.  Float."
It is even more visceral when I am there, in form, seated on countless grains of sand, staring out at a blue so deep that no description could suffice.  I listen intently to my own soul as concerns disappear and I hear clearly the "ta-thump" of my heart and the breath of the tide and the gentle, nearly audible assurance of my cells coming home.

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