Growing up we I went often sailing with my dad. I learnt mainly one thing from that experience. Silence is the essence of work. Because you need to listen to the wind. And that if you let yourself be challenged by what happens around you, there is a greater beauty that will happen in front of your eyes.
Growing up the most striking moment of the day was the early morning, at dawn. The fog starts to raise and the sun starts to shine. It is that exact moment that Michelangelo Buonarroti used to called "unfinished" It was the moment where everything is about to happen but yet isn't happening. Is the moment when creativity happens, inspiration finds its apex, love becomes clear and a human person can finally rest in the awareness that everything is a gift. I believe there is no other origin to the beginning of any venture in life than this exact moment.