The wind was rich, smooth, peaceful, and inviting. We launched our paragliders from one of our favorite mountains in northern California and cruised over the giant coastal redwoods, winding left and right, spiraling up and then down, gliding over the rolling oak woodland ecosystem. Delighting in the little lifts, we skimmed gracefully over the top of ephemeral, invisible thermal waves.  Finally descending toward the Pacific Ocean, gratitude flooded my spirit and I smiled, brightly in the crimson late afternoon sunshine. Something about the ocean’s infinite expanse opened my heart. I could breathe peacefully again.
 
“Don’t worry about a thing, ‘cause every little thing’s gonna be all right.”
Bob Marley