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costa rica, part 3 (crabs)

costa rica has crabs. and lots of them. as long as you are lying still on the beach, you can see hundreds (thousands?) of them all over the beach, scouring the sand for something to eat, leaving behind them a maze of little balls of sand, a kind of natural art that will soon be washed away by high tide. but as soon as you stand up they all scurry to their tiny little holes that take them somewhere beneath the surface of the sand. if you were casually walking the beach, you wouldn't even know they were there. but they are there.

what lies beneath? it's a fair question, at least for my own life. what lies beneath the surface of my life? what am i missing as i walk through my calendar? what would i find if i took the time to be still and know....?

enjoy these pictures of costa rican crabs, and take the time today to be still and know, even if just for a moment, what lies beneath the surface of the landscape of your life.





















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Cindy said…
I loved the be still and know quote. I love that song. What is it about you and songs Greg I just don't know! Anyway I love the deep thoughts from the little crabs! Take care of you and yours. Hey we are off to Michael Schwartz's wedding this weekend. Crazy guy that Michael!
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