I spent my holidays at Lincoln City, Oregon. What a beautiful ocean front community. I live in the Mountains and have never sat at the ocean before so this was a real treat.
As I sat on the beach I watched the waves crashing onto the shore. Each big wave was trying harder and harder to destroy the sandcastle my kids built.
The water was rough but about 3 or 4 hundred feet out it was calm. I wondered how hard would it be to go through those waves to the calm on the other side. No, that's crazy I decided and remained comfortable on our little section of beach while I dove back into my book. But I still wondered…what WAS it like on the other side.
I stood up and headed for the water. The first wave slammed me, and not knowing much about waves and currents I said, "this is crazy" and returned to my safe beach.
Some surfers approached and walked into the water. Crazy people I think as I watched with envy. They walked through the first wave and the water was only to their knees…Then through the second wave still only at their knees…finally through the 3rd wave at their waists. They seemed to walk forever with their heads above the water before being forced to swim.
I laughed and said "I can do that". But it was because of seeing others do it that I knew I could also walk that far… nearly 3/4 of the way through the waves. The surfers probably thought I was the crazy one for sitting on the beach instead of riding these great waves.
I learned a lesson on that beach. What may seem frightening and impossible is perhaps a matter of perception. Find a mentor and then crash through your waves to paradise.
Hmmm, what waves are before me as I seek wealth and success?
Is it really that hard?
