The Sea


There’ve been many times I’ve asked the sea
“What is it that I should strive to be?
I know to be kind, I know to be brave
I know to kiss shores, as do your waves
I know to have passion, I know to love
I know this shell is not all I am made of
I know to be silent, I know to rise high
I know to let surface, mirror the sky
I know to be grateful, I know to live now
I know to live life without knowing how.

“Some Winds Take You Places, Others, They Remind You Why You Need Roots” – Kritika (Trigger the Wild)

Written for and Published in The Seeds 4 Life.

There are many days we step outside and allow the wind to play with our hair. It rushes through sky and trees to kiss our face. Some days we close our eyes and welcome it, and some days we cover our face and wish it away.

On the days we feel light and invite life to gift us with adventure, the winds will come and we will be packed and set to go. It will arrive with whichever direction we are willing to take and will carry us through a journey we have wished for ourselves.

On the days we feel burdened and need some space to be, it will arrive with a gust and test our strength. It will remind us of our roots and whisper to fear that it does not belong here. Because fear needs to realize, even the gust of a wind cannot shake what we have planted, and the gust of the wind will give us the space to prove just that.

Welcome the breeze, and welcome the gust. Depending on the days, they may take us on adventures or they may test our strength. Whichever arrives will be for our growth.

“Don’t Play Victim to Circumstances You Created” – Unknown

Written for and Published in The Seeds 4 Life.

Our lives are lived through seasons. The season to learn, the season to grow, the season to be silent, the season to speak up, the season to observe, or the season to act. 

Whichever season we are in, we are reaping the harvest we planted with whatever intention we used to plant our seeds. If we planted our harvest in anger, we should not be surprised to reap a hostile and resistant harvest. If we planted our harvest in joy, we may expect to reap a harvest of blissful crops. 

Our seasons may provide for wonderful opportunities to build the harvest of our character. It may provide for important opportunities to aid us in continuing to peel back the layers of ourselves and invite us to dive deep into the waters of introspection. However, we can only appreciate our harvest, if we are honest with ourselves in what intention we planted our seeds with the circumstances the season of our lives provided. 

There may be many seasons when the harvest does not produce what is needed, but before cursing life, we need to think back to the days of planting and remember what kind of state of mind we were planting in. 

 

“Don’t Be Pushed by Your Problems. Be Led by Your Dreams” – Ralph Waldo Emerson

Written for and Published in The Seeds 4 Life.

This rhythm of life is made of the music we create. The low tones of worries and the high notes of exhilaration; the melody follows the vibrations we are sending out into the world.  These vibrations, we are creating with the very dance of our thinking. The thought processes we are being pushed by or led by.

In each dance, a partner is introduced. It either grabs us or we invite it onto the ballroom floor. The partner who grabs us is the thinking, which we have allowed to condition our thought process. This partner twirls us around until we are dizzy. It will not use a counting method and will take away all confidence until we lose our footing. We rely on it to make sure we do not make a fool of ourselves and will push us to surrender to the low tones of worry and fear.

Sometimes, however, we hear a lighter melody. One with jubilant notes and an enlightening mystery. One we are curious to dance with and bravely jump to invite onto the ballroom floor. It is as if no other partner could possibly exist and the only less we feel is prefixed with the word limit. Limitless. It leads us into an illuminating realization of who we are and re-introduces us to the songs we left behind when a previous partner grabbed it right out of our hearts. We glide, with this partner, right into our dreams.

The dance of our thinking is an essential gift we have been given. We may observe and greet our partners as they attempt to lure us into the ball. Or we may let it know we have arrived, find the partner with the heart of our dream, and tango.