There’s something special about surfing. Watching a wave roll in, calculating the launch point, and paddling into the pit. Then it’s take off time. Where a delightful rush is felt and focus is streamlined yet easy. It’s just you and the wave. Yet you can feel the surrounding scene effortlessly. I think when we let go and live in the moment, we realize how beautiful it is to be on board. There we are, balancing and adjusting to the changes as we carve our own unique path. Whether you’re watching or riding, this feeling is universal.

Sometimes, maybe a lot of the time, life is quite like surfing a painting.