These days. By now, I have learned to trust myself. Lean into my experience. The places I have been, the things I seen. The people and strange situations that have come together so that there is this kismet thing that happens. Some call it destiny. Like the day I stood alone and saw the Green Flash of the sun setting in the Gulf of Mexico. That precise moment that each activity of the day unplanned had led me right into that precise moment, standing on the sand dune watching the sun dip into the water the way I had a thousand times, had all my life. And suddenly, this thing, this flash of green- unmistakable. Undeniable. Later, in converation with a man who made his living at sea, he said- I have looked for that very thing every day. Then he hung his head in frustration and defeat. So, I did my best to describe it. To tell the story. And left him with, Well, it ain’t no myth, I can tell you that much. And, some days when times are tough and I struggle with one thing or another I like to remind myself wondrous things can happen suddenly, and that some myths are real. That at any moment, just around the next corner, right out of the unexpected blue they can reveal their power and their truth.