There are times in my life when I am reminded HARD just how small we are in the universe. People I mean. We think we master the world right? We have developed all this technology, we have high speed Internet, super high speed travel, we can trot around the globe and we can practically control the weather, right?
I guess I am in a reflective mood this season, heading down into the pit and all....but I was remembering a whale spotting cruises I participated on a couple of years back on a lovely but windy day off the coast of the Pacific. I took my Dramamine and prepared for a wonderful afternoon full of wildlife spotting and fun. And it was fun! But, it was rough. Very rough. The Captain said when we left the dock that the winds were worse than usual and that the water would be "choppy". We maneuvered our way out of the harbor and into the open ocean, picking up speed. The waves rolled and rocked the boat in that rhythmic way that waves do. And then they got bigger...and bigger....
The Dramamine protected my stomach. But after crashing into those waves over and over, after hitting several hard and feeling the boat lurch just slightly backwards, I started thinking how I had come to a place
mysterious and harsh. A place where we could matter very little at any given moment. It was frightening.
Not in the "oh my gawd I'm scared" way. Just in the way that I recognize when I am experiencing what
I know to be sacred, powerful, deadly, lovely. During the worst of the ride, we came upon an enormous pod of dolphins. The guide explained how we would get close and they would actually seem to swim with the ship. At certain points it seemed to me that if I just reached out over the edge I could actually touch them. They were that close. And they were so beautiful, floating through the waves, dashing this way and that way. It almost seemed like they were playing hide and seek with our little boat, sort of laughing at us as we bobbed violently up and down in the choppy water. I found myself getting mesmerized by those dolphins, almost like they were the mermaids of fishermen's tales.
Being a water sign I always feel at home at the ocean. But, until that trip I have never really been in the ocean. Really out in it. It left me unsettled. There is so much about nature that I love deeply. There is so much that I fear. I guess that is part of worshipping something greater than ourselves. We have to
understand that we are the masters of our own lives and destiny but we are not the masters of what we hold sacred. We are truly not in control of this vast universe. We are but one small part of greatness and when we glimpse that power we are left in awe.