beauty in the waves

An ocean isn’t beautiful because it’s grounded and settled

I was sitting at a breathwork class when we were asked to call on a resource or word

The words that kept coming to mind were settling & grounding

I just wanted to feel settled and grounded in life

Things keep getting shifted and I simply want to find some grounding

As I searched for a resource with my word, the ocean kept coming to mind

The sand along the shore

And I kept wanting the sand to settle

But the tide kept coming and waves kept crashing and carrying the sand from space to space, nothing every settling

I wanted a new image or word

I tried to imagine a tree and its roots but I couldn’t seem to stray from the ocean

The tide just kept coming in as we breathed, belly, chest, release, belly, chest, release

And as I searched for my escape from the ocean, another phrase entered my mind

There’s beauty in the waves

Belly, chest, release… pause

Maybe I wasn’t meant to actually settle or find grounding

But to find the beauty in the crashing of the waves, being carried from one space to another

Longing for the known of grounding but finding life in the unknown of the beauty in the waves