Walking along the rocky shore on the coast of Maine near Bar Harbor I am reminded of the rhythm of life we all share. From the pace of my own two feet to the sounds of birds in the distance to the slow but steady ebb and flow of the high and low tides, everything is moving, albeit at a different pace.
Often I find myself racing to keep up with my own expectations, an ongoing dance between my potential and my capacity. But moments like this, walking along the shore, remind me to find place in the family of things, allowing the rhythms of nature that have endured and evolved over billions of years to remind me that I am a human being, not a human doing.
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