Earlier I was walking toward the west woods circle I call the firepit area. In the dark I miscalculated a twist or turn and found my path blocked by the giant arbicola bush. I knew my path had to be just a few feet from where I stood. I backed out and stood waiting on the main path until my eyes adjusted to the almost black night and revealed the path to me.  Rumi says, “Whatever happens to you, don’t fall in despair. Even if all the doors are closed, a secret path will be there for you that no one knows. You can’t see it yet but so many paradises are at the end of this path. Be grateful! It is easy to thank after obtaining what you want, thank before having what you want.”