article by ultra-marathoner/triathlete Rich Roll
May 1 2012
It’s amazing to be standing on the very end of an island as the water
rushes by. I watch the swells surge around the rocky point to my left,
glimmering in the moonlight. Knowing this very water is circulating
into gyres and passing through to thousands of other islands, other
continents, feels powerful.
That we are here, on this rock, just a piece of land in the middle of
nowhere, is… humbling. To each and every one of us on this island, our lives are so
valuable and important. Our obsessions and material possessions
consume us. To the ocean we are nothing: a tiny speck on its path.
I like feeling small. It reminds me of the simpleness of life.