I had a Siddhartha moment on Tuesday when I was enjoying the last warm day that we will be experiencing in this part of the world for sometime. I was sitting on a park bench beside the Missouri River and delighting in the songs of birds, the shadows cast by the afternoon sun, and the movement of the river flowing south. I had no thoughts of grading, and no other thoughts of worldly concerns, during that moment of intense sensory awareness. I would have sat there much longer if my wife had not reminded me that we had errands to run.
