So, I’m sitting there grousing about how dizzy I’m making myself trying to get a handle on the paradoxical concept of “Surrender”.
The Light of My Life does his Mysterious Mystic grin and tells me, “Surrender is the seed of beginning to see that you are the source of your world. IF YOU ARE FIGHTING AGAINST YOURSELF, YOU LOSE.”
My jaw dropped.
He retells one of my favorite stories, about the time when he was a youngster living in a palapa on the beach for a few months at Playa de los Muertos in Puerto Vallarta before it became a tourist destination.
Every morning he would wade out waist-deep into the surf and pretend that he was a conductor “directing” the waves of an ocean-turned-orchestra. He spent a lot of time getting his moves right.
He watched the way the water moved and began to see how the waves would form. He watched the way the winds and the currents pushed them this way and that. He assiduously worked at matching his arm-waving movements and hand signals to the wave action.
I imagine that if someone was on the beach watching him when he got good at predicting how the waves would form and the way they would move, it would look like he was a baby Leonard Bernstein out there playing with the ocean.
It occurred to me then that, in his later life when he became an artist many years after this episode, the skill he developed during his play-time came in handy. …