Place is an important element in my life-it always has been. The careful placement of my feet as I walk the salty riverlets that run over the sandbar at Camp Ellis to my hand grasping the rough granite as I carry my body to the summit of Sargent, Schooner Head or Beech Cliff. The solid quiet of frozen Eagle lake. The calm is absorbed. Place reminds that the universe has provided me with all that is necessary. I must recognize and receive all that is good.