Every time I am at a beach, I can’t help but be mesmerized by the tide. I can literally just sit and watch it for hours. The waves rise and fall in such a rhythmic pattern, it is as if I become a small child again snuggled up in the protective arms of my mother as she rocks me to sleep. Its peaceful and calming motion is somehow enhanced by the low din…
When people speak of carrying the weight of the world on their shoulders, we often think of that oppressive object as worry, fear or concern, but in many cases, it can be the immense weight of anger. This is not the anger that is focused on someone who cut you off on traffic or made a rude comment to you. This is the anger that you feel deep in your chest that burns red…
When you are sitting on the beach there is never a bad view. The tide comes in and out, but the view is only different, neither one is better or worse than the other. High tide brings the water up close to us and carries with it untold potential treasures from some far off place beneath the water. And when the tide goes out, it leaves behind a clean slate free of footprints.…