When you are running, when you seek refuge, when the waters rise and threaten to take your breath away and you build an ark, secluded yet safe, drifting yet holding, waiting to be found yet hiding, remember what is most important. Don’t forget to build a window. An opening to the world where help can fly in and out like a raven, like a dove, black and white angels that will gently wave their wings and bid you safe harbor. Just ask Noah, or perhaps ask the winged beings that saved his life. No life can go it alone.