I have sat on many beaches. I prefer the golden sandy beaches – the fine sand – the soft sand. Others prefer shingle beaches – pebble beaches – an absence of soft fine sand.  But for me … a sunny day … family … fun … sea  … soft fine sand …  That is a powerful combination!

Have you ever looked at a grain of sand? Just one single grain?  Really looked.  Up close and personal?

Sometimes that is tricky – sometimes sand is so dust-like it is hard work to isolate just one grain. And yet … that very smallness, the tinyness, the “singleness” of that (dust-like) grain has great power all on its own …

A long history to become that perfectly small – that dust-like – that “present” in “that moment” on “that sunny day” … Just how many years, decades, centuries, millennia?  And where has it been, what was it before?  Because that is the mystery – the “oneness” of the world of which I am just…