Meditation – the sea

Come on, sit by my side. On this white, chill sand. It will get warmer but for now the sun is still only some light in front of you… You know it will come, will take away this amazing, soft darkness, but for now, none can see you, none can harm you, just sit here. Not too close, not too far…

Just sit.

Nothing else and breath and look at the changing sky. Slowly getting different and changing everything around you and now, just close your eyes, shut this picture of. It will be spectacular but the truth is, you are too… spectacular. Amazing. Colorful in the shades you love the most.

It is the sunrise time…

… time to rise for you. To finally get rid of this guilt given you by others, by religions, norms which are not suiting you. But to rise you got to have roots, so put your hands into the sand… imagine your fingers get longer and longer and longer, they finally find the water, salty water, then this fresh, clean, sweet streams. You touch everything under. Everything forgotten by so many…

And it accepts you.

Always had… never left you.

Those are your roots.

Those are your ancestors, or may be… if you choose so. All those whispers around you come from them, the past… and they are parts of all the elements. As you are… Now you have roots, you can just sit and breath.

You can just sit here and finally be yourself. You have them behind your back, you have them all around but also, it is you who chooses the path. You who truly is you. You need yourself to repeat it again and again… even when finally the sun starts to burn your face. It is a sunny morning.

Warm one…

… too warm?

Move, there is a tree, if you want a shadow and still stay here where you can let your imagination fly around or you can open your eyes… and move… move on. Go and catch that fish… metaphor. Or maybe… the sky changes and you can not care for it. At all. It is beautiful, breathtaking but… you can look deeper inside of you and find there the same stuff. Beauty, colors and stories.

You are here, sitting on this sand, calm and somehow bit sandy but…

It is okay.

You can choose. Choose yourself, choose all around, choose a person you will be, choose… a path… maybe, you will walk on water… maybe sand, stones, maybe in fact it will be a path you will create… maybe…

Everything is like those waves, touching the beach but also touching you. You can move, but is it worth it? Sit here a moment more… sit here, nothing more… there are your roots, you are a part of this beach and a part of this world. Maybe a small one, but thanks to it you can hide sometimes when it is too much…

When everything is too much.

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