Dream: The Three Seals on the Shoreline
I see three seals at the edge of the water on a beautiful, peaceful sunset beach. Two large seals and one little seal. Sitting, watching the water come and go. Peaceful rise and fall of waves. Gentle waves. Soft colors of sunset.
I realize within the dream that the two larger seals represent Jason and me, and the little seal represents Charlie.
We sit with him, looking into the horizon.
It's peaceful.
Within this experience, I am reassured that we are at the edge of new life.
The seal is the wise creature that can come onto land and live in the ocean. It moves effortlessly between worlds, crossing thresholds of realities, merging the waters, the earth, and the air. The shoreline itself becomes a sacred place of belonging. Not a dividing line. A meeting place where one experience naturally touches another.
Sitting at the edge of the water, we do not rush. We do not try to hold back the tide. We simply accompany the little one to the shoreline of a new world, where life moves in currents toward depths and expansiveness we can only experience once we step into the waters and follow the blue songlines.
We are the movers of the in-between realms.
We are the ones who breathe the air and feel the sand below.
We are the ones who move effortlessly through the ocean of life, carried by its currents and yielding to the inner force that knows how to navigate the depths.
Perhaps this dream is less about departure than accompaniment.
We are at peace in front of all that is.
We open to the inner knowing that love is the unifying web of existence. We hold togetherness in ways beyond the physical and beyond the grasp of the thinking mind. We look into the horizon with grace, with wonder, with serenity.
A sunset is the completion of one day. Lived. Here. Now. Yet never the end of light.
The sun slips beyond the horizon, and in another place it is already dawn. A new light emerges, showing us new wonders on how to experience love.
Perhaps love moves in much the same way.
Its form may change, while its presence never does.
Charlie did not walk this shoreline alone. We sat beside him until the tide carried him home.
The three seals were never saying goodbye.
They were keeping watch over the horizon together.
