Recently I spent a week in Myrtle Beach with my parents. It was a really nice time. We had long talks over a glass of wine, pounds of fried seafood, quiet reflection and long walks on the beach. I have always loved to walk the beach even as a child. There is something almost sacred about it for me. I think that the ocean makes me more aware of the majesty of nature and how perfectly the earth works in balance to make all of life possible. The sun never forgets to rise in the morning and seems to float upon the horizon like a glowing circle of life. The waves always remember to roll over themselves crashing to the shore with foamy reverence, sure of their purpose. The moon doesn’t take time off from dictating the tidal flow of the marshes calling the creatures that live beyond the sea to feeding time. Yes…I still look at the ocean with wonder and amazement.
One day while walking, I noticed that the very best shells are found when the tide is low. There are hundreds more at low tide and they are usually whole and beautiful. Our lives too are a series of high and low tides. When the water rises, it is a wonderful thing and we may find ourselves spilling over with joy and abundance. But it is not meant to last…for when the water recedes and we find low tide, it is then that we can gather the most perfectly formed treasures of ideas, lessons, wisdom and compassion.
I know that some of our dear friends at OH SALON are experiencing difficulties today. I have nothing to tell you that will change your circumstances. But I did watch the tides and I want to encourage you to gather as many of the shells as you can. High tide is coming soon.
Much Love
Kiah
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