The Sea Does Not Count Its Waves

I am the endless sea,
Vast, deep, and free.
Waves rise upon my surface,
Waves fall into my depths,
Yet I remain the same.

I am not a single wave,
Rising for a moment and disappearing.
I am the ocean itself,
In which every wave is born.

Each wave appears separate,
Carrying its own shape and name.
But when it returns to the sea,
It discovers it was never apart.

I do not count my days.
I do not measure my gains.
I do not carry the weight of losses.
I am the awareness
In which all moments appear and disappear.

The shore welcomes every wave,
One after another.
The sea gives without keeping a record.
I too open my heart,
Giving without counting,
Loving without possessing.

A mighty wave rises,
A little ripple dances,
Yet both are made of the same water.
Great achievements and little moments,
All arise in the same awareness.

Beneath the restless waves,
The deep ocean is silent.
Winds may disturb the surface,
But the depths remain still.
I rest in that eternal stillness.

The tide moves outward,
The tide returns.
The sea does not worry.
It welcomes every movement,
For nothing is ever lost from its fullness.

The moon pulls the waters.
The wind awakens the waves.
Rivers bring their waters from distant mountains.
Yet the ocean remains whole.

I release the habit of counting.
I release the habit of comparing.
I release the fear of having less.
I discover that nothing is missing.

I was never a separate wave.
I was never limited by a passing form.
I have always been the endless sea.

I am the sea that does not count its waves.
I am the silence beneath every movement.
I am the fullness beyond every gain and loss.

Waves may rise.
Waves may fall.
But I remain the Ocean.

I am Boundless.
I am Unhurried.
I am Complete.

I am Absolute.
I am the Infinite Sea.
I am the True Self.

Daily Meditation Series  –  46.

A Journey to Be the True Self