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With bare feet in the sand and the rhythm of the retreating tide beneath me, I watched as the eveing slowly unfolded along the shores of Torrey Pines. Just when it seemed the clouds might hold the sun back, a golden path of light stretched across the Pacific and reached all the way to where I stood.
In that quiet moment, nature reminded me that even when the way forward isn’t clear, the light has a remarkable way of finding us.
“ Bring the Feeling Home “
With bare feet in the sand and the rhythm of the retreating tide beneath me, I watched as the eveing slowly unfolded along the shores of Torrey Pines. Just when it seemed the clouds might hold the sun back, a golden path of light stretched across the Pacific and reached all the way to where I stood.
In that quiet moment, nature reminded me that even when the way forward isn’t clear, the light has a remarkable way of finding us.
“ Bring the Feeling Home “