Your warm cup of coffee rests in your hands... you look down and watch the pattern of the teaspoon swirl slowly dissolve as the motion dissipates. With the morning stillness around you, what runs through your mind as you look deep into the undissolved coffee grounds that still float in your mug? Lately it been in moments like these that I feel the gentle nudge. We are not here to work, pay bills and repeat. We are here, on a journey to there.