Stars were still hanging in the dark sky as I pulled my gear from the back of the car and headed off toward the edge of the sea. Dawn at Mo`omomi Beach on Molokai is one of the great wonders of the world and I didn’t want to be late. As I worked my way across the slabs of sandstone toward one of my favorite viewing spots, I realized that something was amiss,. The water just wasn’t where it was supposed to be. Even in the near darkness, it was clear that this morning the sun would dawn on a super low tide. “I’m taking a chance on the Bathtub,” I murmured to myself.
The Bathtub is a large blowhole at the far end of a rock ledge jutting far out to sea. At normal or high tide, one is taking his life in his hands to venture to its edge. Twisted a`a lava tries to grab you every step of the way and a single sneaker wave will not only soak your cameras but will slam you down against those razor rocks. More than enough to ruin your day.
On this particular morning, however, both the wind and the waves were calm. So, keeping an eye on what waves there were, I worked my way slowly out to the blowhole and set up my tripod. Then I just stopped and stared.
The water coming into the bathtub was a mixture of turquoise and froth. It joyously filled up the rock cavern and flowed out over the ledge and over my feet. Then, gently, it retreated only to repeat the process with each incoming wave.
I thought about all the natural cycles I had witnessed while photographing - the seasons, the rising and setting of the sun, the tides. How many thousands of times I had I watched them? Like watching the smooth muscle of the planet -- the things our little orb can’t help but do. Like watching the earth breathe.
Well, the in-breath here at the bathtub was breathtaking. Certainly, it was visually stunning but there was an energetic that made it even more beautiful. My heart quickened every time the tub filled. No, every time it overflowed. That was what was so powerful - watching something overflow. Something that had been filling up from the inside.
How powerful that is wherever we see it - filling up from the inside and overflowing. And standing there I realized that when we let ourselves, we too are part of those natural cycles we all watch as photographers. When we allow ourselves to truly feel their wonder, we too fill up from the inside and overflow.
What a blessing!