The wave is not seperate to the ocean. It is the ocean taking form, no greater and no less than. It is always one with the ocean even though it may feel higher, more or less important or seperate from. In the same way each form or object is an expression of the one consciousness. We as forms may feel separate from, more special or less than but we are none other than the one consciousness, just as the wave is never seperate from the ocean.
As I was weeding in the garden the other day this poem appeared so I wrote it down…. Soraya
The wave rose up slowlyBuilding in dynamism and powerMajestic and full of life and promiseLenses pointed from the shorelineTo preserve the moment as historySurfers paddled frantically toward itDrawn by the powerful pull of the dreamThey rode the wave strong and clearSome balanced, some falling, some drowningSome riding the crest in all it’s gloryBut all disappeared back as the wave herselfMelted back as the ocean calm and perfectThe wave, now, simply a memory of a life pastResting again in the one consciousnessThe one ocean of bliss that it always was and isBeyond time, space, name, shape and formand is in itself the one… who is seen as manyIn the dream world of waves and wondersSoraya