The Sandy Beach

I’d like to imagine that you are floating in the air, you’re floating above the ocean and looking towards the shore where there is a beautiful sandy cove surrounded by cliffs.  There is a pathway down from the top of the cliffs.  You realize it is morning and you notice that there are some people going down the pathway to enjoy the beach.  It’s a beautiful, warm, sunny day.  The children start building sand castles, and as the morning passes, more and more people come down the pathway to find a space on the sandy beach and their children start to build sand castles.  However, as the day goes by, the beach gets more and more crowded.  There is less space for building sand castles, and soon, children start to tread on other children’s sand castles as they take a step back to look at their own. Arguing starts between the children.  Some adults join in, and all over the beach the tranquility that started the day has been transformed into frustration and anger and stress.  As you observe the chaos on the beach, you notice that the Sun is starting to set and people start to leave.  The beach is empty once more, and you see that the tide comes in.  It washes down all the sand castles and when it retreats, there is a nice, smooth, peaceful, sandy beach.  In the morning, the Sun comes up, and you see people and children starting to come down to the beach and start building sand castles.  It is a new day fertile with new possibilities.