Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Every time I encounter the ocean, I wonder how anyone could doubt that the earth is a living being. Just like you or me, the earth is constantly in motion, shifting and changing, aging, renewing itself. The continents are sliding around, one over the other not that differently than the way your shoulder blade (for instance) shifts itself up and down as you move your arms around. Mountains are growing and are also being eroded, so like our human bodies over the span of our lifetimes. I can understand the need for volcanic eruptions - I've experienced microcosmic versions of this phenomenon more times than I care to admit, even though it's perfectly natural. Rivers and springs flow just like the blood in our veins, down into the oceans. I could go on and on, talk about weather and seasons, blah blah blah. I won't - you get the idea, right?
We, just like this planet, are watery beings along with some structural components, i.e. minerals, and adornments of flora and fauna. It thrills me to think of myself as part of the family that includes Brother Sun and Mother Earth, it makes me proud. That's just one more reason why it's so good to connect with the oceans whenever possible. It's such a powerful reminder that I belong right here - in this body, on this unbelievably beautiful planet. There's no place like home.