After so many white caps have boiled relentlessly and chased each other from every slant to the shore, the sea returns to sky blue, and each luxurious wave unrolls one at a time from the thin horizon to your feet.  You stand there alone with the colors of a new morning, touching the breeze in every direction, absorbing the freedom that comes when the odyssey is complete—even the odyssey of loving…and the odyssey of parting.

Yes, a day is coming when you find relief in your singularity, when new life urges its signature through your veins.  Though this urge may seem counter to our eternal union, the levity of adventure that accompanies the flight of renewed spirit is the foundation of love…and this is truly what we want for you.

So send your kite up to the sky, knowing that whatever direction it sails, you are free to follow the wind to unknown places…and in the enthusiasm of doing so, you will be whole.