One of the reasons I love the sea, is that it reminds me that everything comes and goes.
Life is always changing. A situation comes today, and by tomorrow it’s over. That was the deal–the way this was set up.
We, eternal beings, would be placed on a planet where everything was constantly in motion. A thousand things a day would come at us–some of them difficult and confusing–but all of them temporary, while we searched for happiness, and survival.
What would we do? How would we respond?
The flow is always coming, and another going at the very same time.
While I sit here in front of the ocean, I have the thought of two years ago when I went through some really hard times. I can’t remember much. The details are so faint in my head now. The one part I can remember, is thinking that I was going to die, the pain was so intense sometimes.
I didn’t die…. [ to my surprise at times]
I just kept living. I couldn’t die, it seemed.
I’d fall into bed exhausted, and the next day would tap on my shoulder and wake me up wanting to me to live it. Day after day, new opportunities came to learn and integrate that learning into my being.
I am so saturated in happiness now, I sit in wonder often at how all this came to be.
As the waves roll in one after another, no end in sight, I am looking for the pattern, trying to pin point how I got from there to here.
I remember that in each life situation that came rolling in, I would look for my own center–Even if it tumbled me, I was looking to grip the ground.
In everything, I asked God to walk me through it.
I let go of blame and anger and looked for the fastest entry point to peace.
I always had to take that exit alone, getting rid of the story of “everyone else,” –what they said, what they thought, what they did — blah, it only weighed me down.
Christ–who is the God of my understanding–WAS my tour guide. It was His voice I looked for; His presence, and I could find it every time I silenced the world and asked him to meet me.
A while ago, someone asked me how I got to be attuned to spiritual things. I have no answer except that I know if you reach for your God a thousand times, a REAL BEING comes to meet you. He is completely alive. His voice sounds a certain way. His Spirit has a resonance. His Light is so familiar. He is not an ethereal fictitious character written with black ink on thousand year old pages. He — is — close, so reachable.
There is no lack of access to Him; all of our separation is lack of desire and discipline in reaching FOR Him.
And that was THE WAY. A true, genuine relationship from one soul to another.
It’s the answer I am looking to give to myself when I wonder how I got from pain to peace.
My own affidavit that God is in our cells, waiting for us to take look into our own DNA.
The more we practice PEACE, the more it becomes who we are. And soon, we get so tall, that a lot of waves roll in that we don’t even notice.
I am not sure what tomorrow will bring. Thankfully, I don’t need to know. There will definitely be more waves.
Yesterday there were four different people who expressed a unhappiness with me for different reasons. There were two phone calls of business emergencies, a total emotional fit from my daughter, and a twelve year old deeply unhappy I said no to him. Plus, I have a load of whites I haven’t washed for three days and I am totally out of underwear now. (That’s probably more than people want to know.)
There is going to be more waves…lol…I know that for sure.
They will come and go.
That’s what waves do.
I will always have the same question in front of me.
How do I want to experience this?
Who do I want TO BE while I am here?
I really do feel, that looking for the CENTER, the Highest response, and direction from the God of my understanding, is the ONLY answer there is ever going to be to these thousands of situations.
And the ONLY ONE required.