No two seashells are alike, yet they group themselves in the same places. They float and they sink. They migrate and are migrated. Some are flatter than others. Some are smooth and others posses ripples and ridges. Many have various colors that allow them to sparkle in the sunlight and catch your eye as you stroll down the beach. A few others are dull in nature and blend into the glistening sand.

On the border of sand and water…looking for the bright beacon to lead us to shore. Humans have braved across dangerous waters to reach yet another shore. We look for reasons to seek adventure in order to reach something familiar. Long wooden planks connect our tethering to the known…the shore. Whereas, the beacon allows us an immediate comfort in our initial adventurous spirit. The light shines brighter at some of the darkest times during the nightly moments.