OK, so I don’t know if these birds are wave watching, (same as I was), or whether they are on the lookout for fish (could you spot a fish in the water from there?), but, waves are pretty mesmerising, aren’t they?
I love to gaze at them, to listen to the sound of them breaking on the shore. I love watching the blue turn to white, the surface water break into foam. And I love to spot a rock or two where the waves burst up into the sky like explosions of surf.
How about you? Do you like wave watching?
When I’m wave watching I always think of the fact that we are like the waves on the surface of the sea….that we appear for a short time, then disappear back into the rest of the universe from which we emerged. I think of how we, as individuals, are never completely separate, and how we are densely interconnected….how our separateness is actually a kind of illusion…..or, at least, an invention….something we make up.
But mostly, wave watching isn’t about thinking for me. It’s about kind of meditation, an exercise in connecting to what is greater than me.
Heroes Not Zombies 
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