Sea Who You Are
Whether water smoothes sharp edges, carves caves, creates blowholes or changes the contour of a shoreline, Nature always takes time to transform. When soft sea beats the hard land, it may take ages to reshape it. But this lesson is "hard" to teach humanity. While humans may dive, fall, dip or slide into a sea, it is often the hidden rocks and reefs that harm. Perhaps, it is their own fears that define their experiences
Of course, the sea does not act alone. The weather, winds, waves and tides play a role in their re-sculpturing any shoreline. But the greatest life lesson isn't about time or the joint effort it takes to change. While these aspects are important to discover, the inevitability and consequence of their impact seem much more essential to understand to me. Because humans have limited time, many fail to understand their Earthly role. Many see the sea as their toilet or trash can; while others view it as their home. Those who disrespect their homes, live in squalor. Those who respect their time and place understand their place in life's puzzle. Human impatience may disrespect Nature.
While Nature will remain after our departure. human selfishness So it need not hurry to restore itself.
My first memory was waking from a deep floating sleep. Somehow when the light of day opened my eyes, I felt out of place and time...and I felt much older than infant. Much like a deja vu moment where all seemed vaguely familiar. But what felt the most familiar was water. That is where I felt most at home. The sea played a major role in my development.
Today it matters not when, where or how I happened upon some shore. What is important to me is my lifelong affinity with water. I intuitively felt the sea around me. I knew it had carried me until the I grew up near the water. In my youth, my parents often had to be extra vigilant whenever I was near a body of water. from my crawling into the surf. It was not surprising to me that felt more comfortable before I could walk. Bathtime was fun; i looked forward to it. The beach became my favorite place. Then my parents introduced sailing and I was hooked. Whenever my parents couldn't find me, I had found my way to the water's edge. Maybe I was born twice or perhaps born before my body appeared.
I somehow recollect feeling the sea air fill my lungs, the salty brine wet my thirsty lips, the winedark waves rock me asleep, the warm waters swaddle and comfort my body. I can even recall the sunlight's warmth opening and closing my eyelids. Then a gentle breeze someway opened my wonderment an curiosity. Ah, passing thought just passed through me....Isn't it odd how can a waking moment be so alike to a drowning/dying one! Are life and death experiences similar? Maybe. Don't we all awaken when become the sea and light?
As a youth, sailing would naturally capture my spirit and open my soul to Nature's wonders. Truth be told, sailing became my friend, companion and nurse maid. Nature and nurture helped build my character.
Yes, I should take some credit, as I grew from what I knew. But let's give credit its due. Isn't it true that every person evolves from their influences, their environment, their surroundings. Nature or nurture? Don't both form and affect our values and senses?
The sea has a unique way of revealing our being, our truth. I think it is because there is no pretense in Nature. Everything is honest and real. No pretense. So one can either face all of one's foibles, faults and feelings.
Sailing a sea whether subtly, slowly or suddenly invariably opens seafarers to whom we are. It does not hide or hold back character. Heads, hearts and especially stomachs come alive at sea. No one escapes this "coming out party" And for many, if they become immersed in the experience, it changes the way they view life. Living on the water certainly has a unique way of moving people closer to their true selves. It is rare that someone goes to sea to find themselves, but this is what happens if you start to breath the fresh air and the open and endless seas. whether we aim to understand who we really are or not. The sea has waves and ways of unsealing us from the confines of our thoughts.
The sea, like any powerful relationship, accepts us for who were are. Some may say the sea loves us unconditionally....no judgments or assumptions or expectations. The sea can be seen as welcoming man and woman to experience what it means to be alive - what it means to be human.
The sea can be seen as formidable, foreboding and forbidding. Some say the sea shows us our way. But is this because we make the sea what we want it to be or what we want to see? Is the sea really who or what we think it is?
Can humans actually understand the sea without expressing or labeling it in human terms? Mankind's obsession with designing, structuring and controlling its world is in many ways as impressively necessary as arguably unfortunate. Because like in any meaningful, mutually beneficial relationships growth when two listen and learn from each other.
Man and woman as a couple never survive and thrive unless each respects the other. If one tries to overpower the other, the relationship will die. If one characterizes the other in its own terms, the consequences can be catastrophic. The more and more humans tend to define everything in their own terms, the less open they will always be to understanding. How can any two understand and love when they don't... or can't.... listen, hear and respond to each other?
Whenever humans characterize and humanize a boat, nature, a pet, a city, the sea, a god or anything, they want to see themselves within others. The irony is that the more humans search for themselves in others, the more they lose themselves. And it is also ironic that finding oneself in our surrounding seas is an inward journey. If all human experience is defined in its own terms, mankind could easily become blind and deaf to what the sea is really saying. Sometimes humans fall into the blue hole - the abyss of wanting something to be different from reality.
For centuries humans have asked these existential questions. And for centuries the answers still evade many. Ever since showed up on earth, they have imagined the sea. And in so doing characterized it. Some may say humanized it. Giving its own personality, its own unique language, its own set of values and principles established long before man appeared. We find often find ourselves in relationship to the sea. The sea frequently provides us answers to these profound questions.
We personify the sea. When we speak of the ocean as he or she, do we think of as masculine or feminine? Does water have gender? Does the sea have a heart and mind of its own? Is the sea nature alone or in concert with other forces beyond our comprehension?
If the sea has character, the sea certainly has personality. It has a nature, unlike human nature. But human creatures of habit, the sea behaves predictably. Some may even argue the seas have a temperament and temper - it may misbehave from time to time, at least from human perspective. Certainly is stirred up much like how human emotions stir human reaction. Some may say the sea has a mentality, but few give it credit for possessing mental capabilities or moral qualities distinctive to an individual. Few will argue against the sea's benefits, but few will give the sea too much credit because it lacks virtues: empathy, courage, fortitude, honesty, and loyalty. but its behavior habits. The sea is void of sins and vices - wrath, greed, sloth, pride, lust, envy, and gluttony, but rarely do humans celebrate someone for an absence of evil.