We had a vacation last week at Pismo Beach, California. It was really nice, calm, and clean beach. The best part was that the beach was almost empty, as if divinity had planned it this for us.
We could see the birds and pelicans playing with the sea, dancing, floating, gliding and chasing the waves. It was as if they became a part of the sea. We wanted to capture in the camera and fortunately, we forgot our camera in the hotel. It was amazing how unique nature is. Somethings are not supposed to be captured in the camera. How can we? The moment will pass by, fly away. That enjoyment and Aananda of being in that moment vanishes. It escapes us.
That's what they say,"Best moments are never captured, they are lived."
That moment became absolute for us. It was the sea, it's waves, the birds and their oneness with the sea. We heard the sea. It was speaking. The voice of it's deep can seem like a roar, but nothing can be more calming and soothing than that. It is the most gentle of all sounds that mankind may imagine it to be. Imagine mankind producing such a sound, with such precision and quality, roar yet soothing... A man cannot.
For one more time we felt we were listening to the nature so intently and passionately, that time flew by. Every moment was the moment we were in. No tension or any other thought, just sea and us. The uniqueness of this experience was that we became as vast as the sea and sea shrinked in our persona. That was the oneness. that was the moment of truth and enlightenment.
Wednesday, December 14, 2005
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