Meditation - Peace Pod

"There comes a time in the seeker's life when he discovers he is at once the lover and the beloved."
-Sri Chinmoy

I closed my eyes to rest. I began sensing a new surrounding, my bedroom slowly melted away from around me, and from beneath me. I saw my body being set within a pod, like one that might encase giant peas...
There were delicate blossoms on the edges that floated and danced along to a distant rhythm, kept by the spontaneous nature all around me. Vibrant blue and white lights formed within the face of every flower, those that bloomed and flourished, hundreds against the wind.
I was gently pushed out to sea by someone standing on the coast...he watched as the blossoms on the pod began to grow wildly and wrap themselves all around my body, as I lay still, feeling the motion of the gentle water that drew me further into the ocean.
I slowly lost all consciousness, the reality that once claimed my mind. It felt something like the Spirit of Beauty entering through every cell and radiating back outward, shining light onto dark places. I was something new. I received and distributed light from every possible angle. I followed the every movement of the cosmos, and placed intent on everything, anywhere, simultaneously. A harmony revealed from the salty air lifted melodies from the ocean, whisking them into the sky. I orchestrated as I listened.
I folded outward and inward so purely that the rays of the sun melted the pod away, and I was just one single, and giant, waterblossom. I watch from above, as I create from within, a fast growing cluster of magnificent spindly flowers. Petals that reach and caress the water. My center is of a sweet nectar, yet invisible. It is an infinite pool of creation and destruction ... a circle of Oneness and never ending. An unstoppable movement and ultimate stillness.
The air rocks the larger petals of my body, they are speckled with light blue dots that when connected, reveal a map of the window into the cosmos as it is, as it always has been and always will be.
I contemplate text being written in the sky, and listen as someone speaks it forth, across the ocean. "The searchlight has found me and illuminates my world. It births me again and again in endless simple whispers akin to the sisterhood of sea and sun, Love and peace."