Last week at this time I was sitting in the emergency room at Olean General Hospital. My future was uncertain as nurses and staff members examined me. I arrived at the emergency room short of breath. That’s a great way to get quick service at the ER. I’m grateful that one week later I’ve been returned to good health. Tonight I find myself nearly four hundred miles from home at a retreat center near Hartford CT. It was a long ride here and the journey had the feel of a pilgrimage. I’m glad to be here in this peaceful spot surrounded by beauty and care. Peace.