Sometimes the beach itself is an excellent metaphor of the way to work through a problem. When I start wrestling with something, everything feels unclear, as if all the paths are fogged in and I can’t see a way forward.
Then slowly, over time and with much thought, the light begins to appear. I see things starting to form, ideas take shape, paths appear.
And then, there it is: the right decision. The sky clears, the path is taken.
Sometimes on the way to your dream, you get lost and find a better one.