The Ocean of Love
is a sea
where there is no shore;
And without the soul’s surrender,
there is no hope,Hafiz
The ocean was peaceful. A green sea turtle rested on the warm sand and a young family lounged in the shade with their baby. As I sat on a bench and absorbed the gentle flow of the waves, I let my mind settle on the quiet horizon between the water and sky. It was a seemingly perfect embrace of one blue merging seamlessly into another.
After having been absorbed in that infinite expanse for some time, my mind drifted back to the sounds and sights. A few doves pecked at the ground near my feet. Fresh sweetness – likely from a nearby plumeria tree – wafted into my nostrils.
When I looked around, I noticed that other people had arrived at the beach. A group of children played in the surf while their parents kept watch from the shore. One person had taken on the role of monitoring the activity around the turtle, shooing people away if they got too close.
The newcomer who captivated my attention was a neatly-dressed woman. She stood on a rocky outcropping near the beach. Rather than appearing lonely, her stance and demeanor emitted a sense of serenity and calmness. In fact, she appeared as one with the vastness of the surroundings, which equally enveloped the turtle, the doves, and the children.
While I was curious about what life journey had allowed her to shed the aura of separateness, this peaceful woman offered a beautiful, wordless expression of where her life journey had brought her. This expression encompassed not only her presence, but the unassuming way she went about completing her purpose at the shore that morning.
As though timed by the rhythm of the waves, she tossed one red rose blossom after another into the water. She would reach into a somewhat crumpled paper bag, and carefully pull out and release each blossom. Then, she stood and patiently watched a line of evenly-spaced red dots bobbing their way toward the horizon. When the last one vanished, she also disappeared, walking over the stones toward the street and carrying her empty bag.
This anonymous woman and the translated words of the poet Hafiz invite all of us to come home – back to the ocean of eternal love that knows no separateness nor pretense. As humans, we are a special species, yet somehow, we try to outwit the gifts of our existence: the divine to which we give many names, and our raw embodiment sustained by the giving-ness of other species, the solar and lunar orbs, and the elements. The more entitled we are, or feel we are, the more buffered, or perhaps unaware, we are of the power of old-fashioned notions of kindness, acceptance, nongreed, humility, and reverence for all life. Each day I will try to immerse myself in the ocean of love and hope that you will join me.
This short practice supports your support of eternal love.
- Free your hands and wrists of any personal devices.
- For this practice, it would be easiest to be seated on a chair or bench. It can also be done in a reclining position.
- Shake out through your feet and legs.
- Allow your breath to be smooth and easy.
- Even if imagining, adopt a sense of
receptivity toward a truly loving presence.
- To help connect to
the sense of infinite, boundless love, reflect on:
- Being in a place where you felt truly in awe of the mystery of life, e.g., in a sacred place, watching the night sky, observing a sunset, or holding a newborn baby; or,
- This Hafiz poem; or,
- Another Hafiz poem, “Even after all this time the sun never says to the earth, “You owe me.” Look what happens to a love like that—it lights the whole world.” (translated by D. Landisky)
- To help connect to the sense of infinite, boundless love, reflect on:
- Point your left big toe toward the floor for a moment.
- Imagine you are dipping your toe in a
sea of eternal love and light.
- As you do this, remember your receptivity toward infinite love. Imagine love and light are pouring into you through your left big toe.
- If you haven’t already, relax through
your toe and left foot.
- Imagine as love and light flow in from the toe into all of your body.
- As love and light pour in, imagine as though it is touching all those places within you where you hold your deepest fears, worries, judgments, greed, and feelings of hostility and sadness. Not washing away, but touching and giving you momentary relief from their presence, and allowing you to receive love and light.
- If you find a blockage or a sense that love and light only fill you so far, just let that be. Smile. You have dipped your toe in.
- Breathe smooth and easy breaths throughout.
- When you feel sated in love and light, invite a sense of surrendering into a sea of love.
Transition back into your day –
- Sit quietly for a few moments.
- When you are ready, return to your day.
This poem is translated by T. R. Crowe and appears in Mala of Love: 108 Luminous Poems, page 60, edited by Ravi Nathwani and Kate Vogt and published by New World Library. HEARTH is posted each new and full moon. KateVogt©2020.