I love the beach.
You can dig, draw, or build whatever you choose on it, safe in the knowledge that by the next day, the tide will have returned it to exactly how it was before your artistic efforts.
And people aren’t afraid on the beach. The everyday fear that curbs the creative instincts of many people isn’t present on the beach. That fear we have of being wrong, of being not good enough, of what others will think.
Because some of your ideas will be bad ones. Some of your creations won’t work. Some of your notes will be duds.
But thankfully our minds are like a beach. The tide will come in. Today’s creation can be wiped away if you want. And tomorrow you can create again.