Grateful for these pathways in my life - real and metaphorical - that lead me back to the water, lead me back to the magic, lead me back to a deeper understanding. I am either walking them or sitting in the tall grass beside them, catching my breath. Recalibrating. I am their devoted pilgrim. This is all there really is: one foot in front of the other with little times of rest in between. One foot in front of the other. Step by step by step. Traveling toward some kind of realized version of ourselves.