Taking my daily bike ride across town, I see a family of ducks gliding peacefully across a river as I bike over the bridge.  It is around 11:00pm and getting dark, the streets are empty, I can see just the dark sillouettes of the ducks and a slight dark ripple on the water.  What a beautiful sight I think to myself as I imagine my being is that of one of the ducks and imagine life from that perspective.  Such a peaceful and beautiful moment in the ducks life, yet on the other hand, a daily struggle to find food and survive is inescapable.  Not very different from any life, including my own.  But for this moment at least, thanks to our interaction, I am in tune with the peacefullness of the ducks, and I am overwhelmed with an appreciation for life far beyond my ability to articulate.  It is impossible to express my full thankfullness for my being, my life, and for the life around me that I love so dearly to observe, interact with, experience, and to be a part of.  It is nice to give my brain a moment of relaxation and to strictly experience as I take a break from my relentless analytical processing trying to gain a greater understanding of the deepest nature and meaning of life, being, and the universe.  I have been criticized as being too analytical, that I need to take more time to just experience.  But I find that with every development of my understanding, with every revelation, the experience becomes more and more beautiful.  I cannot help it regardless, that is just the nature of my analytical “male brain”.  How great it is though to have a female influence to touch me with the “other side”, the female perspective.  That is one of the most beautiful aspects of life, the incompleteness of a single man, or a single woman, which is transcended into a “complete” experience with the union of male and female.