Have you ever stood on the hard packed sand at the edge of the sea? It seems so solid and supportive, till the incoming tide waves wrap around you and retreat carrying the sand from beneath your feet leaving you unsteady, off-kilter and hurriedly seeking sure footing. But all is sand and its constant shifting in wind and water.

Life can be like that too. I think I have firm footing but a wave of change comes and unsettles me and I turn and struggle to run and miss the beauty and power of it.