The strategic mind tells us that we need to be in control to be safe. The soul says something more radical and frightening to us, wholly unlike the soothing reassurances of the strategic mind. Out of the silence the soul startles us by telling us we are safe already, safe in our own experiences, even if that may be the path of failure. The soul loves the journey itself. The textured and undulations of the path it has made through the landscape by hazard and design, are nourishing in themselves.