Yesterday I went sailing on another rather dreary day here in New Hampshire. But the day brightened when I approached a dock on the far side of the lake and an excited little boy ran down on his dock and waved. He yelled, “Nice boat, where did you come from?” “Far away,” I said, smiling. His mom smiled, too, as she walked-up and spoke to him. When I turned the boat I could see his face – it was full of wonder about knowing what he didn’t know.   The Unknowable. I was stopped dead in my mind’s tracks last [...]