I'm incredibly lucky to live mere steps away from a fantastic path along Elliott Bay. I've often found that even on the cloudiest of days it can bring me great peace to stroll or run along its windy pavement. Yesterday as I reached my turnaround spot I paused as I always do, took a deep breath, and felt the wind swirl around. In that moment as I stared at the city to my left and the mountains and Puget Sound on my right, I realized that I was swirling too. The thing that remained calming was feeling grounded with each step as I returned home and contemplated what lies ahead. Life is full of changes and transitions. I'm not sure why I ever thought it would reach some level of "stability"...especially for me. I'm a nomad, a seeker, and a dreamer. Things will never stand still for me and even though sometimes that's terrifying, all I need to do is take a walk, take a breath, and let the wind spin me around a bit.