Last night I returned home from an amazing trip to Mexico. With friends, family and fun abound, making time for solitude can be a bit of a challenge, but I never go to the ocean without stealing some time alone to connect with myself and Mother Nature.
Under the auspice of a run, I set out on a little adventure. It started with an apology to the ocean for the recent oil spill and an acknowledgment of its power to regenerate and heal. I felt the ocean say that the oil spill is causing us to open our eyes and give it our attention, which is exactly what this life-sustaining body of water needs. I then asked what I can do to help.
In addition to sending healing energy through loving attention, I was silently encouraged to continue doing my part on little things that help the planet, such as recycling and conscious consumption.
Giving the ocean a Namaste and a blessing, my attention shifted to myself and my run. At one point I got the idea to collect some shells for a project, but wasn’t sure how to bring them home without getting sand all over my clothes. The weather was so beautiful that I felt like I could run forever, but eventually I turned around and headed back toward my clan.
On my way back I spotted a plastic bag and cup in the water. I looked at it sadly, and then remembering my conversation with the ocean, decided to pick it up and throw it away – thinking that if we all do a little maybe it will add up to a lot.
As I picked up this piece of trash I realized that the cup would be perfect for my shells, then it dawned on me that the bag would keep the sand from getting on my clothes! I began to smile as I felt the ocean say “Thank you for thinking of me…enjoy your shells.”Share on Facebook