The contemplation and psychology of low tide. When all of that energetic mass of water has other places to be and you are left looking at the serene emptiness of mud and sand that was left behind.
Of course it isn't personal. It's not like the ocean rushed off to a party and purposely didn't invite you. It's the moon. The moon pulls and tugs and seduces the ocean away against its will. The moon. Like a sexy siren temptress, hypnotizing the ocean with its ways into a trance that takes it away.
Anyway. It's kind of interesting having a look at what the ocean left behind in it's mad rush to get to wherever it got to. It's peaceful in a different way to the lulling waves of high tide. You definitely get a sense of missing energy if that is something you can sense.
I love being near the ocean to feel the different moods that come with it. The sea can seem angry, playful, calm, or just gone away. Always a good place to think and contemplate. Always a good place to recognize this teeny bit we have in the world. It gives the ego a good shake. Yeah, like you're not so much. But still, it also feels good to be part of the world too, ocean. Maybe it's just a little teeny part, but it is an important part. We do belong to the world like a puzzle piece makes a puzzle whole and meaningful. Teeny or not.
Sorry, looks like today was contemplation day. Happy Wednesday.