Somehow it all comes together, and keeps coming together. My past, present and future. The chance to share my art work, my ability to practice and teach Reiki, the deep need to stay connected with dear friends, the desire for jazz. Feels so complete, familiar, safe. But let’s not forget the humidity, the allergies, the poison ivy. The reality. It’s all here in Delaware Water Gap, all around me. All OK. Somehow it works. Four times a year. Coming back. Time after time.