I went to Walden Pond today.  Walked around the whole thing  with a good friend.

Didn’t take long.  About twenty minutes or so, and neither of us were wearing the right shoes and I was in no way dressed appropriately for the wind or the frigid shade…but still…

There was peace.

And  as we hiked up our final hill and looked back through the evergreens and bare maples to watch the rippling water, I heard a gentle voice surface:

There is always peace.  Just walk toward it.