Stepping in the River

My relationship with Creation has turned into a wide-mouthed Wyoming river. Every bend is a new revelation. Sometimes the flow ebbs me into a comfortable eddy and other times it became a rapid where

When I was a child, I remember recoiling every time I was asked by a well-intentioned adult "what I wanted to be" when I grew up.

During the early timeline of my childhood, I used to answer with an honest, "Nothing. I plan on being a kid my entire life."