I seemed to be drawn to threshold moments – transitions from one experience to the next. Sunrises and sunsets are a prime example – night becomes day and then it all reverses course a few hours later. This place where I live is also an example – where the Rocky Mountains meet the plains. In one sense every moment is a transition moment because life is always and forever changing. But there are those experiences when the change is particularly noticeable and dramatic. Perhaps that’s why I’m drawn to such moments – they remind me that in change there is beauty and new possibilities await us around every corner – if only we’ll show up and pay attention. Since change is constant and inevitable, I might as well enjoy the ride.