Gathering Life Unto Itself, Part I

It's March 14—Saturday morning. 

I'm in my study, as is so often the case on a Saturday. The Canada geese are outside on the creek, calling not just to the present moment, but to time itself. Like all living creatures, they gather life unto themselves and carry it with them in their flock.

Waking up this morning, I also gather life unto myself. It is a su…