As I arrived on the beach at a quarter to 6am, I was amazed by the beauty of the moon reflected on the waves. I felt like I was in a magical dream walking along the path to my destiny.
I have been so consumed with my day to day that I forgot to take time for myself in a special place. A place that allows the voice within a chance to speak and for me to listen.
I could feel that an imbalance was present which is obvious by my post times. Usually sleeping at 12am, then up at 3am.
Pursuing a dream too rigorously is no longer freedom. The passion can regress into suffering.
Know when to push and when to stand back and embrace.