Rowing on the Surface vs. Diving into Spirit: Trusting the Call of the Deep
I had a dream recently that left me shaken and contemplative. I rowed a small boat across dark waters at night in the dream. The only light came from the moon above. Suddenly, something bumped the side of my boat. My heart raced. I looked over the edge, and all I could see was endless black water. A voice inside whispered: “Touch the water.” But I resisted. Then, in the distance, I saw her… Yemaya, radiant under the moonlight. She dove gracefully into the ocean, her tail flashing, and swam deeper and deeper until she disappeared. I woke up with the same lingering feeling I often have when she appears in my dreams: I disappointed her by refusing to reach for the water. Living on the Surface That dream revealed something profound about my own spiritual walk. Many of us row on the surface of our lives — we work hard, keep moving forward, and stay in control. But we rarely dare to stop and actually t...