What is it about water that makes
so many people comfortable? I did
not grow-up near the ocean, so why am I so compelled whenever I am near big
water to actually go see it? If I
see the water I invariably want to go touch it. Have it flow over my feet and have my toes sink into the wet
sand. I know that I am not alone
in these feelings. They seem to be
a collective memory, something infused in many peoples beings.
When I was out for this sunrise
on my last morning in St. Augustine, during a much-needed break from the hard
winter, I shared the experience of the sunrise with a number of people. We all came out to the beach at about
the same time, for the same purpose.
Sometimes it feels that life can be very complicated and confusing. I need to remember that I am the one
making it more or less this way. I
never want to lose sight of the truly important things and people in our lives;
with what we all instinctively know as moments to be cherished.
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