Swim in the ocean for me.
Filled with heat of the summer sun,
Dip your head below the waves
And baptize yourself in the lifeblood of Mother Danu.
I will eat wild blackberries for you.
I will brave thorns and brambles
In quiet thickets hidden like secrets between subdivisions
And take communion of Brigid for you.
And the Earth will revolve around the Sun as it always has
And perhaps the rules of space and time will not apply to us.
I apologize if this seems
I apologize if this seems tactless, but reciting this makes me want to cradle my genitals in a hand – basket.
“A desire arises in the awareness. It is satisfied immediately when another comes. In the interval which separates two desires a perfect calm rules in the mind. It is at this moment, freed from all thought, love or hate. Complete peace...equally...reigns between two mental waves.”
(Not my words exactly, but I forgot the name of the Swami who originally spoke these lines)
i'm serious about the ocean
i'm serious about the ocean thing. i miss it so much. :)