Coastline Complexity – Our Two Earth Worlds

Our coastline boasts great beauty, but can be something of a paradox.

Coastlines the merging of two worlds, water-world with land, the underworld with the over-world.

the ancient seas and our two worlds
Coastline Complexity

Where coastlines exist, humans find magic.  We ponder life, seek answers and appreciate nature’s magnificence.  While living most of my life within coastal cities, I have found the magnificence of the coastline carries some interesting oppositions. A coastline draws the wealthy to build homes and the homeless to find comfort.  The coastline is also where waste pushed into the sea is returned to  land. On the most isolated beaches we find tons of waste returned from the sea. On warm weather beaches, homeless and the destitute leave waste of their own.

Coastlinesare the dumping point for our misdeeds

All walks of life seek to retreat and vacation on coastlines. We swim in the water where it is safe,  safe from the wild deep and dangerous creatures, but it’s the crust, the outer edge, the dregs of earth’s ripple we swim.

The coastline can be like a kitchen blender stirring and breaking everything up into small pieces including body parts of those using the coastline as a sport. We find treasures and secret messages in bottles sent out to sea in hopes of reaching a magical outcome. Our fantasy with the coastline runs deep. Even the Sirens of Mythology used the coastline to attract and destroy those whom fall prey to the voice of the coastline creatures.

taming the oceans waves  Surfing the edge of our coastline

Coastlines are transition points.

Rogue waves consume land life.  Others leap from the mystery of life on the edge of seaside cliffs. There is a human drive to see and feel the coastlines beauty unaffected by the transitional boundary lines.

Rouge waves on our coastlines

We fall into the fantasy of white water.  As a child this white water was mingled with black tar which took hours to scrub off and fade away.   Many sprinkle the ashes of loved ones on the waters edge, as if the sea entitles them to merge with a stronger force, to spread throughout the planet and travel to distant worlds.

offering ashes of loved ones from our coastlines

On a Santa Monica beach, a rogue wave washed my infant body from the comfort of my mothers arms under our shaded beach blanket. When the wave retreated I was found lying in the arms of earths sandy berm.  To this day I get anxious when I’m away from the sea for too long.  Sometimes I feel my infant body replaced with the spirit of another,  a more watery being. Or did the feeling of our saline earth washing over my new skin possess me to never forget….

we are earths mystery

We are water creatures on land. We are the mystery.

In yoga we seek to always be in the mystery. Surrendering allows us to experience the now. Yoga asanas or postures become an intense experience with the attitude of surrender. We learn to be unknowing. We practice without expectation, for the wave of uncertainty looms in every moment. Seeking to be present allows the subtle energy of life show us who we are.

 Beach yoga, headstands on the coastline

 

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