When the mighty sea spoke to me

Sitting on the beach, eyes fixed on the setting sun, my hands kept playing with the sand, holding a fistful and then letting it slip through my fingers. The feeling was very soothing, more meditative. The big red ball just ducked under and as though to say a loud good night, I heard the big wave come in. The waves kept coming; somewhere in their rhythmic movement they seemed to be telling me something. I looked more closely and I felt them coming in gently as though extending a warm welcome into their world, bringing a message from the vast sea.

I sat in silence, just watching. The words started coming first slowly and then more rapidly. This is what the sea spoke to me that day.

The waves come to the shore only to go back and merge with their source as one. So, do we come into this world, to learn our lessons and go back and merge with our Creator as one. This life on earth is temporary. Our body, our home, everything is temporary. Nothing is permanent. Why then do you cling and get attached?

This causes much misery, but if we accept that everything and everyone in this world is here only temporarily, we can enjoy what life has to offer even more. Enjoy every moment and move on.
The next lot of waves got with it a rotting branch, some plastic bags with flowers; they all lay by my feet while the waves flattened, retreated to the sea. Softly, gently telling me, always remember in life whatever you give out, comes back, so take care of  the words you speak, your action, as sometime or the other it will all come back to you. So true, I thought reflecting on these words.
Cool breeze started blowing and the waves started coming in faster and louder, lashing against the rocks close by.

I got up and started walking, the combination of the sound of the waves and the breeze seemed to say – look forward to what the next moment has to offer you. Welcome it with open arms and receive with grace. Life is beautiful; see it in the right perspective.