Find your own rhythm
The sand was still wet from rain when my feet hit the beach. Wind was whipping, while the ocean churned like a washing machine. First light filled the sky with a vibrant pink and purple glow being soaked up by Hughe fluffy clouds.
A chatty flock flew in and hung in place using the wind as support. As the sun came up the color show turned to golden yellow and blue with the majestic clouds adding to the awe inspiring landscape.
On the way off the beach I ran into a woodpecker who said, “Hi! I’m here with a few message. I’m a reminder to find your own rhythm, it’s good to beat to your own drum. Go ahead, be a unicorn.”
I’m also a messenger of change. Use your skills to chip away at the old so you can find the tasty morsels of success.
The beach, the sunrise, the woodpecker—they all spoke of new beginnings, of embracing your unique path, and of the subtle, persistence needed to uncover life’s hidden treasures.
Wishing you a beautiful day friends!
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woodpecker
Pelican flying through a cloud portal
and came over to say hello