The squirrels are collecting and burying nuts; the horses are circling the field in the rain; the leaves are beginning the long slow process of changing hue; the wind is gently sweeping away the ones that have volunteered to fly first. All is well out my window on this fall afternoon as if nature was born of faith. And all is well with the spirit too. Even in dramatic changes and challenges, the spirit remains calm and steady. Even in our confusion and indecision, the spirit