How lucky am I !?! I have three teachers that ask me to go beyond regular thought and routine, from dawn till way after dark. So I'm noticing again... this time I'm noticing my resistance. 11 year old asks me to build a drip castle, and my gut says "oh no, can't I just stare mindlessly at the waves for a while", but then my heart wakes up and I say "yeah, c'mon then". So we build and it's so cool, I watch amazed as the wet sand drips in ways I have not noticed for years (even though I've watched, without really seeing, as youngest builds). It's almost like the wet sand has a mind of it's own as it creates turrets and towers I haven't planned, they just appear as I let the dripping happen.
Now back on top of a sand hill, and an activity that's less challenging. I'm videoing oldest as he navigates swell that literally killed a local a few weeks back. I'm in awe of these guys in a really different way. I'm grateful for the grown ups that get the gear together at the crack of dawn and encourage the young fellas to compete against each other. It's a very encouraging space. I'm guessing it's mostly about a mutual respect for the ocean and it's massive power, and the adrenalin and awesome fun to be had by going with that.
So I'm still on the sand bank, and I see our two castles. They are standing proud in the middle of a beautiful beach. And I remember the split second where I saw the turret do it's thing - so cool. So why the resistance? I don't know. It's there most of the time. When I let go I see beauty, feel loved and alive, am able to give better love. It doesn't make any sense to resist those moments, but I do! Am I nuts? Probably - I'm resisting beautiful moments in favour of life in my head, that is crazy!
BUT, one thing I'm noticing more and more, is how lucky I am to live with Zen Masters
Duck notices his own madness at turning fun into work