On the ocean

a quick thought and a breath practice

Today I stood at the mouth of the ocean somewhere in Mexico. It was a windy day. As I stared out toward the waves, trying to find a meditative mind while also staying upright, I was reminded how revelatory nature’s momentum can be.

As the waves crashed against my legs and torso, I steadied, but as they receded, the sand beneath the balls of my feet was s…