Coffee on the Dock

I was on the dock last evening enjoying a quiet time deep in thought. The noise under the dock next door was unusually loud, so much so that I thought a child had fallen into the water. It turned out to be fish running for their lives, flying in the air to escape the jaws of something larger under the surface. It is amazing what we can do when we are fighting for something important, like survival. An inner strength and ability rises to the surface in the middle of a crisis. Just like those fish we can leap over a wall or fly into the air when we are threatened. What could we accomplish each day if we acted as if we had a large fish trying to eat us?