TURTLES are a positive omen bringing 10,000 years of happiness. Or at least that's what the internet says, and we all know how filled with truths the internet is...right?
But in all seriousness, wether they are a good omen or not, we can all agree turtles are pretty adorable and harmless animals. Especially sea turtles... amIright?
So you may be as excited as I am about the wonder of seeing baby sea turtles make their first steps into the raging sea. Today I did exactly that: Every night in Sayulita, at about seven in the evening, the newborn sea turtles - the ones ready to make the leap into the sea, are getting a proper send-off with adoring crowds of locals and tourists, all taking photos and videos and smiling and cheering on the tiny turtles as they head on their way to the water. It really was a wonder.
Just like with the presence of a human newborn, an animal newborn takes off our guard and wipes a huge smile on our faces. I observed myself as I veered from a crappy irritated mood into being absolutely in love with the little creatures. I was glued to their little bodies making their ways HOME. No one had to tell them where it is. No one had to guide the way. They just knew: 'The ocean is our home.'
Us human complicate things so much. We use slogans like 'home is where the heart is', but we don't really relate to our hearts in the same unquestionable way in which the baby sea turtles headed to sea. Do you put your hand on your heart, to feel it every day? Do you know exactly where it is? Does it feel like it's truly your home? Do you keep it well maintained and cared for - as one would hope to keep their home tiny, neat and loved?
When I work out - especially after doing some intense workout - I place my left hand on my heart and feel its beat. I breathe deeply and notice that slowly the beat starts slowing down, spacing out. The vibration in my hand is so strong that I sometimes I want to move my hand away. But I stay with it, studying, noticing, learning. Making the slogan a truth I can live by. A home I can live in. A home in my heart.
If I don't really know my own heart, how could I expect someone else to?
The answer is: I can't.
But what I CAN do is get as acquainted with my heart and its rhythm as well I possibly can. So one day I don't even have to use a slogan or another, I'll just KNOW: Home is where my heart is., and that's where I am going. Going deeper into my heart, just as sea turtles head to sea. No hesitation, no turn around, no where else but THERE, no other time but NOW. Follow the big beating heart.
In April 2020, while experiencing her first ever global pandemic, Tamar Pelzig pledged to write something every day, even if it's only a word, so she welcomed to the world a daily blog to keep her creative writing wheels rolling.
Header Art: Daniel Landerman