Along the way, people we love fall from the tightrope and vanish and we wonder, why not me? Then, there is a pandemic and thousands cough and die with no warning. Or simply getting older, the view widens but the path narrows. As if we’re dancing on the edge of a cliff. But it has always been this way. We are only now aware of it. This is what the ancients were honoring when they painted... Read more