There’s something about rivers that stirs something deep within me. Maybe it’s the power of the relentless flow of waters. Maybe it’s the depth. Maybe it’s the mystery of what the river may have seen down the centuries. Whatever it is, whenever I see the river I feel uplifted, and so connected to all there is. The wise ones say “Be like the river, keep moving, past the obstacles, past the pain, wash over the stones that come along the way. Just keep moving”