...One is forced against one's mind, against all tidy resolutions, back into the primeval rhythms of the sea-shore....One becomes, in fact, like the element on which one lies, flattened by the sea; bare, open, empty as the beach... then, ...the mind wakes, comes to life again. Not in a city sense-no-but beach-wise....One never knows what chance treasures these easy unconscious rollers may toss up, on the smooth white sand of the conscious mind; what perfectly rounded stone, what rare shell from the ocean floor....But it must not be sought for or-heaven forbid! -dug for....The sea does not reward those who are too anxious, too greedy, or too impatient....Patience, patience, patience, is what the sea teaches. Patience and faith.
Ann Morrow Lindbergh -GIFT FROM THE SEA