It is there
our hearts are set,
In the expanse
of the heavens.

Pawnee Wisdom
Translated by Frances Densmore

As I step outside, I am greeted by a blue expanse.  This is one of my earliest memories that returns to me again and again, particularly in springtime after the air has been cleansed by rainfall.  Still, regardless of the time of the year or stage of my life, this expanse has consistently been anchoring me in the world.   Its immensity grounds me in an inner sense of boundless grace.  Mor...