Wednesday, February 3, 2010
The Birthing Grounds
My experience seeing and helping account for the many whales on Flagler Beach/Pier a week ago friday is still with me.
At first I was reflecting on how the mother whale and her calve seemed to embody the pure, simple joy of just rolling in the soft current together and it reminded me of when I used to carry my young daughter, her legs around my waste, out into the water and past the waves. We would be out there bobbing in what we called the "wee waves" just past the break. The soft joyful laughter of my young child, the close togetherness, the faint scent of the salt water and the freedom of being in the water came back to me as clearly as if it was yesterday.
And yet now it has gone a bit deeper. Now when I look out over the ocean, I not only think of and watch the birds, the waves and the clouds overhead. I not only wait for the dolphins that come by around 9:30 every morning. Now that I know the whales are really out there, what they look like from land I can't help but think about the bigger picture and how my life has changed since then.
I began thinking how the right whales migrate here from far up North to give birth and nurture their young during the winter. And how the loggerhead turtles also come back to this same beach after ten years away to lay their eggs and give life. There must be a magnetic beacon here. Calling. Pulling. The other night while I was out on my deck appreciating the full moon and its reflection out on the distant waters I pondered the connection of it all. The tides, the planets, how so many of God's creatures know to come here for birthing and nurturing. And I couldn't help but translate this to our own lives. How we too are going through our own personal renewals and cycles in our lives. And while I always new this was a special place due to its natural beauty I know now it goes much deeper than that. And I am ever grateful to be in some small way, a part of it. Whale on!