I spend a lot of my days walking the Cape Cod shoreline. Everyday the water’s surface is decidedly different. Some days the water is gray-blue with barely a wave – just small ripples. Other days the water is dark green riddled with whitecaps and large pounding waves. In a reading today, by Mark Nepo, it was pointed out that though the water’s surface changes, it is the same water that moves along the ocean floor. At times, when the water is calm we can see down to that water, but when the surface is in turmoil, we can’t see the water on the bottom.
People operate in much the same way, with each other, as with ourselves. We are who we are through and through, surface to soul. When the surface is calm, I can see who you really are, and look deep into who I am. That is the revelation. The wisdom lies in remembering what I saw when the surface is murky and in disarray.
And so, as another day goes by, unconditional love is remembering what is written on a heart when the facade is distorted, and I have written.
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