Walking on the beach this morning, it occurred to me, as transient and ever changing as the ocean is, it is also incredibly permanent. Living as I do in a constant state of flux, it provides a restorative underpinning to see that paradox is the essence of all things. The waves may flow in and slide out, but the fabric of the sea remains intact.

Just so, my life continues to ebb and flow in new patterns and combinations; but at my essence I am the newborn soul arriving 45 years ago to have this experience.