A week ago, we had another walkabout with KAW Council. The air was cool and just a little sharp, the sun was bright, the path was ready, so we went. We walked around the boardwalk through the wetlands, and down paths between trees and fields. There was nothing terribly revealing or surprising, but the usual homecoming in each step guided us. Walking with friends, walking in the cusp between fall and winter, walking through light and shadow.
Many years ago when we formed KAW Council, we talked about growing old together, making a community for our whole lives. Almost 30 years later, here we are — still outside together, and in that bridging of the inner and the outer, and in the continuous line through marriages, children, divorces, travels, jobs, deaths, births and a whole lot of meals — we are making age in community. And we’re walking.