When your mind and soul are weary from slow progress in your god-sized dream, you don’t just want to survive overwhelm. You want a breakthrough.
That feeling of overwhelm reminds me of the time I almost drowned. I was 12.
One hot summer day my dad took my sisters and me to a swimming hole in a nearby river on Vancouver Island, British Columbia where I grew up.
The safe cove for swimming was within a few yards of the rocky shore, away from the strong current of the main part of the river...
Published on February 24, 2021 10:24