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Chapter 4:  Water and Sun...

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i have traveled the depth of this ocean for many years. It is my calling to go to the depth of her and to bring back the sacred transmission that she gives me. It is a song, the song of Oceana. The song that will, for a season, bring balance and healing to the world.  i am a descendant of those that have been brought here to go into her deepest parts. To learn of her silent language. To heal the damage that is caused by those beings that upset the balance…

It is shortly before the winter months of those living in the north.  Seven of us will go down to gather the messages that will create the song that we sing as we travel the ocean. This year something has called me… to move beyond my limits and the limits of those around me. Something pulls at me to explore and to discover what is still hidden… i move to find that place… that source… that song… This year i am to go deeper than is known.

This is no simple decision... To travel into her abyss is dangerous and if one travels too deeply they are likely not to return.  It is with the fear of death that i dive. With the fear of death that i sit. With death that I swim and listen. It is with death that i journey… 

i speak now from a precipice… a point that will determine my fate.  i speak to you now from her depths...  from the farthest that i have gone.. the dicision is to go deeper. It is silent. Death closer to me now than ever before. What is the destination ahead of me?  i pause.  i stare at her and she stares back into me… my own depths penetrated… my fears exposed…  and so i let go…  i move forward… fathoms below the sky.

As i move i find that she is nervous… the currents shake as though she has been caught off guard. Unexpectant of my presence… None have gone this deep before and it is she that will test me. Can my breath compare to hers?  i push forward and acknowledge her being...  i search for her song or for my death in silence…

Deeply now...

Now...

Deeper...


Deeper...


Colder...


Deeper...


Sound fades....


Darker....


Colder....



Deeper...



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Quiet.



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This place where i find myself is dark and cold...  sounds of the world begin to fade and all i can hear are the currents of the ocean...  i pause and  listen...  very quite now...  ... ...


There is peace here...  But deeper i go and begin to swim again...

Deeply now...

Now...

Deeper...


Deeper...


Colder...


Deeper...


Sound fades into the abyss...


Darker....


Colder....



Deeper...



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and Quiet.



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Here... in the darkness, in the cold,  in the deep,  i hold my breath...  i pause again... i close my eyes and i allow the depth to take effect...


silence...


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"i" seperates...  the body dissolves.... ... ... ...



silence...


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The light fades in the west.  The sun has set and all that is left is a watercolor sky of red, violet and blue.  Sitting on a rocky perch of this desolat island i look beyond the horizon and into the darkening waters of the ocean.  i search for the light that once sparkled in it's depths. The light i had discovered two years ago... but, tonight the ocean is dark and  the treasure hides it's face from me.

Gentle waves from the ocean crash onto the sandy shore below drawing my attention from the ritual search.  Longing to return to it's depths i walk carefully down from my perch and to the damp shoreline.  The water withdraws it's self as i approach, as though it is afraid and skeptical.  So, i pause in respect and i close my eyes releasing all expectation.  The wind blows against my body... against my face.  The smell of the ocean fills me.   Prana enters into my heart as i fill my lungs, radiating light and breath...  pure, calming and peaceful... 
 
A small wave breaks and washes it's way up to my feet.  The wetness and foam wash over and around my ankles...  warm and sweet... 

Overcome by the sensations, memories begin to flood through my mind in a rush of light and exstacy.  i remember now how i used to swim in the depths of this ocean.  Beutiful days of love and life that can only remain as memories... 

Just as quickly as they come the experiences withdraw them selves...  In vain i try to hold on but, the ocean pulls away again leaving my feet and my soul to dry...

The light of day is gone now and the universe has come to speak in it's quiet tones of evening stars, moon light, gentle winds, and splashing water.  "Good-night my dearone..."  i pray to the ocean as i turn to make way to my hut,  "perhaps we will meet again..."