I’ve always been drawn to the shoreline—that shifting line where the sand meets the sea. It looks solid at a glance, but stand there long enough, and you realize it never stays the same. The waves push in, carve out new shapes, then pull back, leaving behind something different. Sand and water seem like two separate things, but they’re always shaping each other, blending in ways you don’t notice unless you’re paying attention.
It reminds me of a Mobius strip. If you look at it, it seems to have two sides—like a ribbon twisted into a loop. But if you follow its surface with your finger, you realize there’s only one continuous path. What feels like two is really just one, folding over itself. Still, if you were to cut a hole in the strip and look through it, you’d see both sides at once. The illusion wouldn’t disappear, but you’d understand it differently.
I think about this as I stand at the beach, watching the waves move in and out. The ocean and the land seem separate, just like I sometimes feel separate from the world around me. But the movement of the waves tells a different story. They don’t just shape the shore—they are the shore, just as much as the sand is. It’s the movement that connects them, that makes them what they are.
Maybe life works the same way. We like to think in opposites—past and future, self and other, thought and action. But what if those aren’t really two things? What if it’s all part of the same unfolding motion, like the waves, like the Mobius strip?
I take a breath, feeling the air move in and out, just like the tide. The trees around me are doing the same, drawing in carbon dioxide, releasing oxygen—constantly exchanging, transforming, making life possible. I think of how I move through my days, caught up in my thoughts, drawing lines between this and that, forgetting that it’s all connected.
But then I stand at the edge, where the water meets the land, where the mind flips back on itself like a Mobius strip. And for a moment, I feel both sides at once. I know now that they were never separate to begin with.
Spiritual Gravity 