mediations beside the ocean

For me, there is nothing like being next to the ocean. I walk along the shore for hours. I wade in and out and collect the offerings that glitter on the shore. I enjoy watching the birds, fish, octopus and sting rays play.

I let the waves lull me into a deep meditative state. I sit at the edge of the water, close my eyes and meditate. The colors that come with meditating by the blue green water are almost psychedelic. The warmth of the sun makes the colors swirl, like tie dye. The sound of the living, breathing ocean comforts my soul.

So, here I am , at the water's edge, meditating... I am positive. I am strong. I fear nothing. I feel totally at peace. I imagine love pulsing from my being into the universe. I want to envelop all those who are suffering with this love. The colors fill my body with warmth. I begin to hum. Just a soft hum, but I cannot keep the sound in. The colors and warmth and love are bursting forth.

First, there is love for myself and my family, then my friends and neighbors, then those who are sad, lonely, afraid, then those who are hungry, sick, injured, then those who hate. Yes, we must love those who hate as well. Only through love and good energy, can they have any hope of change.

The love pulses through me for seconds, minutes, hours. Then it slows and I open my eyes and breathe deeply. I stand and stretch. I jump into the ocean and purify my skin. I then walk slowly home, with a big smile on my face.

How grateful I am to live by the sea.