Meditation with Morty

  

Meditation at sunrise, on the beach, is how I’ve been starting my day for the last few months. I vary what beach I go to depending on what I have to do after, but there are about four spots that I continually go. And, as with any place that you frequent you begin to see some familiar faces. Morty is a man that I see every time that I go this one particular beach.  I’ve observed this older gentleman and notice as he sits there calmly smiling with the sand between his toes, that he’s looking around as if looking for friends, drawing them in – And, they come; people continually walk up to him saying Hi Morty – andthat’s how I know his name 😉  I’m sure he’s unaware of the effect that he has.  But this beach feels different than any other beach that I go to. Where all shores are tranquil, peaceful and serene at sunrise, this beach has a lightness, a friendliness, a sense of community that I know comes form Morty. He’s always there showing up.  I know, because I’ve been with him on rainy days when we were the only two people there. He stakes his claim into the sand and smiles, until the sun rises and sky clears, people join him or shake his hand and walk away, but his presence definitely matters.  At first, I hate to admit, I started to judge him as a lonely man wanting companionship, but theirs a big difference between judging and observing. In judging I’m created a false story that I really don’t know anything about -it’s weak and easy and most likely not true. In observing, I’m honoring the man I see -learning, and that’s very powerful. No attachment to the observation, just simply noticing.  Like becoming aware of the impact that one person can have on a location, by simply showing up and smiling.  

We all vibrate out an energy – good or bad – I know you’ve felt it from other people. Just think of the good we could all do if we took care of ourself like Morty does, smiling, honoring ourself so that our energy is raised, with the lingering effect brightening the path of others.

Just a thought…

Love, Goldi