What is balance? I do it on my board, it’s a must, but on land it seems like a different story, the ocean isn’t under my feet to remind me.
So what is it? Stillness? Is it when everything is placed just so? Is it complete control? Is it happiness? Contentment? Ease?
These thoughts can become consuming, so I pause. Close my eyes. And imagine myself on a wave. I feel it. Taste the salt. And see without eyes. Balance.
It begins, or rather heightens, the moment my body meets my board and my board meets the water. Simply laying prone, adrift. Then movement is added, increasing that balance sensation even more so. Full paddle strokes, sometimes my right pulls more than my left, sometimes my left counterbalances my right. My core switches on, muscles contract and release keeping me centered on my board. My legs do their part too in this symphonic movement. They pull close together as my feet hoover the water, limiting drag and directing energy. I balance on my board and move forward through the surf, but that’s just paddling.
As I rise to my feet an entire new orchestra assembles. Heels to toes ground down as the crown of my head reaches upward, everything in the middle synchronizes. The slightest feeling under my feet can indicate a shift forward, back, side to side. Once that subtle sensation is detected, small shifts of my toes are made and a chain reaction of my entire body follows. I glide forward.
So what is balance anyways? To me, it’s a collection of tiny shifts. It’s distinct feeling. It’s trusting. It’s vulnerability. It’s awareness of self as well as the larger picture. It’s patience. It’s complete oneness, balance is… from toes to head, from ocean to sky.