Whether the seasons of our lives are in full bloom, or withering away, seeing the self as an expression of its experience can usher in a type of calm that is beyond our sense perceptions. — I’m currently in Albert Lea, MN. It’s a small farming community near the I-90 highway, which happens to be the longest in the United States, stretching from Seattle, WA to Boston, MA — some 3000 miles. It’s still early morning. I decide to run for a bit through one of…