Some time ago I started going to the beach on Sunday mornings. Sitting on a bench overlooking the ocean, I would have breakfast, feed the birds and then meditate. One day a man approached me and started talking. He explained how he had no money and slept in his car at nights. From the following Sunday I started having breakfast with him as we looked at the ocean and talked about life and its many challenges.
With the onset of winter, the cold air and showers at the beach were taking a toll on him. I continued the help but wanted to understand the root causes of his predicament and address the situation more broadly.
So I started doing all kinds of analysis and put together a number of flowcharts for finding a comprehensive solution. I saw how each life is comprised of so many interdependent physical, mental and spiritual aspects, that it is difficult to succeed (in the true meaning of the word with respect to the human potential) without a descriptive model and an integrated plan. Solving such a huge problem was not going to be easy and was pretty much out of my hands.
Then something extraordinary happened to me that inspired Goal Surfing in its present form. Words cannot do justice to the events that unfolded, but I shall find a way to describe them when the timing is right.