Today I walked along the beach for over an hour with my eldest son. We talked and found shells and sea urchins.
At the end of our walk we sat for a bit on the beach watching children, not that much older than him, surfing.
It was magical. Watching them waiting for a wave. Trying to judge if it was a good one or not. Missing out in waves, taking small ones, standing too soon and bailing way to early. Watching their friends take advantage of the others lost fortune but none relishing in someone else’s defeat.
They were all at peace with each other and one with the sea.
There is so much to learn from these children at this moment that the words fail me right now. I am still experiencing it and being changed by it.
But this is life in a nutshell. Waiting for our wave, hoping it is the “one” that will carry us to our dreams. But life isn’t about one wave. It is about all of them. It is about learning to catch every opportunity and make the most of it. It is about how we all share in them together and how we can keep them coming for all of us.
