Yesterday my sister told me about a man who had a spiritual awakening in the sand dunes of southern California. This man has been the “black sheep” of his family (which is really the one who refuses to go along with the herd of white sheep when they are moving in the wrong direction…)
He went to the sand dunes for some recreation and over a couple of days he witnessed the dunes completely shift in form many times. He’d be on top of a huge mountain-like hill and an hour later it would transform into small rolling hills with a sharp edge on one side.
In the midst of the sand and constantly changing landscape, he had the realization that life is exactly the same. No two moments are alike and for that reason and that reason alone he vowed to be present for every one of them.