Conversations with the Sun

As I sat there at the harbour, watching the murky waves of water, glimmering against the faint light of the sun, I closed my eyes to meditate.

20 minutes passed……..

As I flickered my eyes open, I saw the sun peaking from behind the clouds, shining right at me. With a deep sense of calmness, I started conversing with the Sun…..

“I know it’s been a while since we last talked. Such is the experience of being human — you have a few deep realizations about this world and you think your life will never be the same.

A few days pass and you see that your life is still the same. I’m still rushing to get things done, to be places, to see people. I’m still caught up in the never-ending list of tasks to be struck off.

There’s something different about this seemingly same routine — I do stop at moments such as these to talk to you. You shine at me, with a cheeky smile, as if reminding me just how grand this life is. It serves as a subtle reminder of my roots — which go way beyond my place of birth or my biological connections. My roots extend to you, the moon, the cosmos. When I stop to converse with you, I’m reminded of that. I’m reminded of the sheer beauty of staring into the sky, watching the birds fly by or the undulating waves of water.

I apologise for not having stopped by before. I was “sorrowful” for one of the worldly inconveniences of my life. But I’m not anymore. Instead, I’m in awe. I’m in awe of how you shine on all of us, maybe not so much in Melbourne but you make an effort.

I’m in awe of how everybody lights up a notch when you come around. Everyone starts playing, all animals let loose. The water looks ever so beautiful, people rejoice and show love, trees shine like never before. It’s like everything lights up in your presence. It’s like we’re all tied to you through this invisible umbilical cord.

I forget how cathartic your presence is. I forget how I dissolve into you when I sit here, talking to you. I forget how there’s a part of me that longs for long conversations with you & be reminded of how lucky I am to have been picked to play a part in the grand symphony of the cosmos.

Then a thought approaches, tiptoeing around my conversation, just gently knocks at my door and says “YOU HAVE TO GET GROCERIES — stores shut around 10pm.”

I gently nudge it into the water. Not now. I don’t have to do anything, but sit here & talk to you. All I want to do is deeply feel my existence. Contemplate about everything like how the rays you cast on the water change in intensity with your position in the sky. Or how long it takes for the night sky to set in after you’re gone. Or how many stars can I see from where I lay. I’m so curious to know your workings.

I think at this point, you’re tired of my questions because you decide to start setting. As you set, I remind myself to be back. To continue this conversation from where we left off.”