I saw a young boy, about 3 years old, sitting in the sand.  He had made a fortress of sandcastles, shaped from those little plastic molds, all lined up around him on each side.  He was sitting in the middle of the fort playing with his bulldozers and trucks, and on his head, he sported a sahara type hat, which obviously kept him cool during his work.  He looked quite content, being the king of his sandcastle fort.  As I passed by on my morning beach run, I paused for a moment, hoping to capture some of that pure joy this boy obviously had.  […]
I like to pack lightly – a selection of feel-good music, flip flops, running shoes, and of course, my books.  I don’t need much else when going to the sea.  It is a time to shed the layers of clothes, worries, and the to-do lists of our busy lives, and to realize just how little we do need instead of how much.  Rather than accumulating the latest of things, it is a time to let go of some things. My road trip down to the sea follows the same pattern.  As I leave the big city behind, my body begins to relax a little […]