Water, the median of life. Growing up
in a small town nestled tightly in the arms of the wasatch
front, I learned early the importance of nature. There was a
fine line drawn between religion and the outdoors, and the
quest of my life was to determine an appropriate balance.
Water, signifying the line between the spiritual and physical,
played an important role in my secular teachings. Cutting
through the center of town it was the very phenomenon that
I had grown to love, the river. Soul restored and
imagination stirred, the words of the river echoed the marks
of God. Although by nature I stood alone, untutored and
untouched, the waters of life left me free to understand the
natural side of God's order. With its flowing properties and
unbridled passion to move forward, the water was my
spirit. An old weathered palm tree emerged from the
seemingly impenetrable sandy beach. I leaned back against
its rough surface as the waves of the emerald blue ocean
slowly crawled to......
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