An Ocean. It has been a love from a first sight.I fell in love with it at once i saw it. From the very first second I got an experience of it. That first time I felt its gentle whisper and power of its waves, bringing you up...Bringing you down...Making you to forget everything else, and only enjoy its warm and caring cuddling. To calm down, to feel peace and only...No hate, no regret, no pain. Only being.
It has been so long time ago - I have been a child, running around on a beach for the first time. My parents were somewhere around, having a picnic on a grass. Strange - I still remember the color of a grass. Maybe, because it was not usual green color...It was a bit yellow, a bit brownish. Maybe, because it has been dry, but not hot. That year was a strange. The weather has been strange. It was 1987. In England they had coldest summer since 1740. It has not been that cold here. Just dry. I was running there on a sand, near the sea and watching my parents. Wind was blowing, bringing small crystals of a sand and drops of a salty water onto my face. I felt its smell. And I loved it. I loved the color of a sea. It hypnotized me, perhaps. That life has been strange. And I was running, following the sand line...Further and further. Soon I could not hear voice of my mother anymore. I heard only birds screaming above and this gentle whisper of a sea. That day I realized, my mother has passed. Birds were screaming about it. The sea was calming me down, by whispering the songs, greeting me by small salty drops, felt like tears running down on my cheeks, - making me feel happy and telling, telling, telling stories - about....lots of things...Universe. People who has been here before me. People who have passed. And these who will come. It has opened me another dimension of existence. That day I understood a lot and...I got one of the most closest friends I have ever had. I was 5 years old than.
I felt it has been best for me to be alone that time, besides the ocean, listening to the birds screaming, touching the stones and talking to the ocean. I had this close connection to it by somehow. Always I have been afraid of deep waters, but this was only making our communication much more exciting...It teach me how to trust my feelings, and keep it in touch with my mind. How to have a balance and be patient. Do not ask me how, but it teach me to see new opportunities in every difficulty. Maybe, because the ocean does not have limits. The power of it is not limited. It does not have a frame. Intuitively I learn t it already than. It helped me to survive and start living.
“As the ocean is never full of water, so is the heart never full of love”
