Wrapping up a week at the beach with some wisdom from one of my faves. I grew up close enough to the ocean that it was a regular part of my life. That doesn’t stop it from amazing me every time I lay eyes on it, though. It contains more than the eye could ever see, and shifts from turbulent to peaceful and back again in moments. You can hold it briefly, but never contain it. You can choose to ride with it, or fight the current for your own position. It can lap around your toes, or carry you from one reality to another. It is always stronger than it looks.
The ocean holds millennia of wisdom, secrets, trials, victories and epiphanies. It is science, mystery and magic. It is peace and it is peril. It is each of us, and all of us, in every drop.
