Feb 17, 2020
Sitting on the beach meditating, watching the waves roll in and the sun setting. I really was just wanting a peaceful experience that would fill my heart with joy and to feel one with nature. It was beautiful. It was perfect.
I was enjoying it, that is, until a couple entered the water, making out passionately with each other, and ruined my serene vista of the waves rolling in and the sun setting. Next thing you know, some parents set up camp right next to me. Their kids chasing each other screaming obnoxiously. I felt like they were all ruining the serenity of this moment!
I thought to myself, “They obviously don’t realize they’re trampling under foot the delicate beauty of this present moment!” I tried in vain to ignore their presence which I felt was disrupting the peace, which they seemed totally oblivious to.
But then it dawned on me, “Wait a second. Who am I to say that they are ruining this moment? Perhaps it’s not them who are imposing upon this moment, but me! I am saying it should not be this way, but another. I am not allowing what is, to be as it is.”
With that, instantly, I found the beauty and serenity I had been looking for. It wasn’t in the waves or the sunset, it was in the acceptance of what was happening in that moment, and not fighting it by wishing it were somehow other than it was, thinking it would be better if it were more in line with my idea of perfection.
From there, I looked at the children playing and felt joy, and looked at the affectionate couple and felt love. And it was perfect.