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Ocean love...
When I sit near the ocean the ache stops hurting. Love becomes powerful again. More powerful than death. I can get closer to my soul where it all seems right, I gravitate towards compassion. I don’t just love, I am love. The ocean reminds me and grounds me again.
Love is more powerful than death and the heartache the sense of loss brings. I watch the waves. With each crash I say I love you. The ocean takes it, and as it does I say, I feel my love for you.
Attachments fall away. Love and death are intimately tied. I can meet him soul to soul and be at peace again.
My loving thoughts of him bring him back to me. Life and death is a continuum. Love is the bridge.
The ocean reminds me when Chris died my love didn’t die with him. It feels even stronger now. The love is greater and I love him more now. I understand him now more profoundly than I would have if he remained in his form. The love where we meet now is on another plane. His form was kept at a distance but the love was constant and close.
I feel him everywhere. I feel him listening to me and I feel linked to him like a student awaiting the teachings that feel mysterious right now. I take a deep breath.
He is my invisible loving companion. An inspirational playmate. I take long walks with him on the shore and talk to him. I experience him as a part of me rather than something separate I have to call upon. He is with me always.
I’m unafraid of death now somehow. I know there is more.
I don’t need to go where love is not.
Breath into my heart, may I be peaceful. May I be calm.
Breathing out I feel my love seep back into me when I am here at the ocean shore.