In the quiet space of mindful awareness, you might notice the perfect Nebraska day: The warmth of the late-morning sun cupping the face, like two loving hands. The balmy breeze tingling the skin, cells vibrating in delight. The subtle senses detect fall's quiet arrival: cool crispness in the air, slightly faded sunlight, the look of relief on wearied faces. A steaming cup of coffee provides comfort and protection. Being alive has never felt so joyous, so electric, and deep thoughts arise: Why is all this possible? Why did it all come together? Braided into the rapture and awe, are subtle strands of melancholy and longing. There is a faint whisper from deep within: "It all comes and goes; enjoy the gift while it lasts."