I’m here on a business trip, but even so I spend every minute I can on the beach. It’s not what you can think – I had to walk around in a sweatshirt today as it was quite cold, especially for this time of the year. But it is warm enough to sit on the sand and look the waves on the Gdansk Bay.

I always considered the sea or ocean to be the greatest analogy of the limitless space of mind we are all part of. If you look closely enough on the waves you can see each of them is made of countless smaller waves going in all directions. And, I realized, not all waves reach the shores to be observed by sentient (land) beings. Are those who never make it to a shore less happy? Do waves die? If you look at the water near the beach you can see it almost stays in the same place moving back and forth. Where do waves go if the water was still there?

Those were the thoughts, one of many, that passed – not unlike those waves – through my head as I was sitting – watching, contemplating… I bowed in most sincere gassho to the sea when it was time to leave…