Waves

I am fortunate enough to be having some very interesting and productive meetings with good people, here on the Jersey shore.

This morning I woke at 5 am and went for a run on the beach.

I saw a hundred plus year old turtle that had washed ashore... It had lived a long life and now it faced the sunrise unable to see.

I stopped and dropped on the sand - and worked my body.

I felt strong.

I felt old.

I felt good.

I breathed deep and looked out over the waves...

The sun was shining through the clouds - lighting up the water in gorgeous color.

I stepped into the water... it was fresh, clean and perfect.

The waves threw me around at their whim.

I pretended to be able to fight back.

I felt small...

and insignificant.

I felt great...

And, I felt grateful.

Now... on with the day...

in harmony,

Nestor