For the last month I have been at my second home of Kauai where my daily dance is with Mama Pacific. Every morning I wake, practice silent meditation then go for a morning walk along the ocean. I walk 2 miles to a turn around point, do some yoga than walk 2 miles back. I also call this ‘walking with whales’ as every morning the Humpbacks are just off shore. I always spend at least a half hour often longer at the turn around point. I have a perfect rock ‘pillow’ that allows me to watch the ocean while I stretch & breathe.
This walk is at the core of my day.
I have tried a few times to catch a breech photo. I will see a breech and bring out my iPhone and aim it at where the breech was… And wait. I swear they know and get camera shy. And after a short bit of time, I remind myself the true lesson: Be. Here. Now. Be in the moment with Gratitude. I do not try to ‘capture’ the moment any more… The beautiful dance remains in my Heart.
In other words, the first time I set foot on Kauai, I swam to her. I have been swimming in her waters ever since. It is hard to describe my sensual joy of ocean swimming. My favorite place to swim is just past the break of the waves, in the rolling deep. I love being in the dark blue deeper water. I also like when a large set will break where I swim… I dive my head and roll through the breaking wave. This is my ocean yoga. This is my dance with Divine Ocean.
And while I crave the saltwater on my skin, I will also say I like a fresh water rinse after I swim in the ocean. Many of my favorite swim beaches have showers and that cool rinse
is the perfect ending to my ocean dance.
Water… Tumbling, raining, rolling, waves,
From saltwater we emerge for first breath.
I will return to the embrace of the ocean always.
Leaving the ocean is a feeling I also savor… Body surfing a wave close to shore then waiting… For the perfect timing… Where a wave can lift me up, and set me on my feet, to make a perfect walk out of the saltwater. I will say that it does not always work that way, although being ungracefully dropped (or slammed)
into the sand…
Reminds me of who is really in charge.