This morning in Puerto Rico, i meditated on the beach, listening to the little waves breaking on the sandy shore.
Also hearing some distant traffic noise.
Also hearing the constant ringing in my ears that i live with.
Hearing occasional bird calls. Doves. Mynah birds.
Everything in constant flux. No one thing staying the same for a second. The light moved gradually across the sand into full sun.
Water flowing, back and forth. Not unlike the tides of my own body with every pulse. I can't see the constant change inside the body. I see the outer "earth" element of the body, which like the sand appears stable.
And i am fooled into believing there is permanence.
Wednesday, January 16, 2019
Meditating on the Beach
Posted by Cheryl Wilfong at 4:28 PM
Labels: beach, birds, body, change, dove, earth, flux, hearing, impermanence, mynah, sand, stability, sun
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