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On the river this weekend I found that I’m not so different than my best friend or the man paddling with his son or the place where the sandbanks meet the water.

In taking time to listen to the language of the river, I found some clarity in questions I’ll never be able to answer. The river teaches forgotten school desk lessons about journeys, about life and movement, working together and compromise, about losing control, and drifting…

I think, for a while, I’ll let the river carry me through and watch something bigger than myself carve a path. I’ll open a flowing dress to act as my sail.