While I was running yesterday morning the analogy of the wave finally hit me. I’m sure that what I’m about to write has been written countless times before, but I’m fairly new to the 5Rhythms and haven’t seen these ideas in print yet, so I’ll write them.
Before the wave can even be seen it is there. It is part of the sea, moving, flowing towards the shore, powerful, graceful, and quiet. As the sea floor begins to rise the wave begins to build. It gradually gathers its energy, pulsing forward with a staccato beat. As its base compresses it rises higher and higher until it can contain itself no more. Then it comes crashing down onto the beach with a shattering, chaotic roar. It surges up the sand until it can go no further, and then, its energy spent, stops ever so briefly then begins to recede and melt back into the sea. It retreats in lyrical softness and just before the next wave comes crashing down there is that moment of stillness . . . and peace.
