There is a cabin in the woods. I arrived there in complete and total darkness. I could see little else but the cabin itself and the few trees illuminated by the light from the car. I opened the car door, and the smell of pine rushed in. And to my utter surprise, the sound of running water filled the air. There is a river nearby.
Considering what I wish to achieve while I am here, that is no coincidence.
There is a stream, literal and figurative, for the wading. So, I am here. I am ready. I am listening.
Illuminate Possibilities 