Surfing might look like a physical sport from the outside—and sure, it is. It’s about paddling strength, balance, technique. But anyone who’s spent time in the ocean knows there’s something deeper going on. Surfing forces you to be present. You can’t control the waves, so you learn to adapt. You’re not racing anyone, so you focus on your own rhythm.

It’s a lesson in patience and humility. You could spend an hour waiting for the right wave, only to miss it. You could wipe out twenty times before you finally stand. And yet, you keep going. You learn to laugh at your mistakes. You begin to enjoy the silence between sets.

In Finding Waves, I explore how that shift in mindset—letting go of control, embracing the moment—helped not just my surfing, but my everyday life. The ocean became a teacher. And the lessons stuck with me long after I left the water.