As I write, I’m sitting on the rocks in my little Cornish cove watching the surfers dance with the Ocean. The foaming mouths of the waves hurtle towards me, washing my thoughts clean of any negativity and clearing a space for peace.
I close my eyes and let the Atlantic’s roar shower over me.
I let go.
The fear and anxiety of the ego’s day are lost, melting back into the vast ocean of illusion from which they were created. I feel cleansed, unburdened as I am by the weight of incessant thought.
Life becomes infinite once more and time a mere deception.
And that’s the magic of the sea isn’t it. It liberates you from the smallness of your human thoughts and connects you to the eternal Ocean of universal consciousness.
As I write, I’m reminded of a quote by Simone Weil, “Grace fills empty spaces, but it can only enter where there is a void to receive it, and it is grace itself which makes this void.”
So may I wish you the most beautiful of empty spaces today. It’s my hope that as you ponder this image, it will deliver to you the same grace that it delivered to me the moment I cast my lens upon its beauty.
Write and let me know.
Wishing you the most magical of Saturdays.
From North Cornwall, With Love.
PS. As the Dalai Lama said, “We can never obtain peace in the outer world, until we make peace with ourselves.”
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