WAVES ON THE OCEAN

I look at us all as if we are the waves of the ocean.
A wave exists for a time, building, curling, crashing, vanishing - all whilst constantly remaining a part of the ocean.
That is how I see our lives, our existences, our own smaller portions of the big whole.
What we always are, always is; even when we are a specific part of it rather than it in general.
What we temporarily become changes, but what we are remains as our shared universal core.


Formerly, I viewed us as the rock through which a blow hole's spurt surfaces. The rising waters that shoot into view being representative of Buddha nature or the universal core of divinity within us all, the rock surround symbolizing our stubborn and obstinate minds.
The idea then is to allow the Buddha nature to wear away our rock mindedness, until we disintegrate into the ocean and become fully a part of our inner divinity, without that inflexible mental structure that gives us all so much trouble.