The act of living is risky business: we feel so much is at stake with every decision made, that often we are rendered inert by indecision or fear of failure.  May we find the confidence to move forward, secure in knowing that we have each other as help-mates, co-conspirators in the Great Caper of Being.  The plan won’t always go as drafted; indeed, the pratfalls and miscues are often the richest deposit of treasure, even when the currency is in embarrassment or shame.  Confidence, my friends!  Stand up, dust off, face forward, and begin again.  The loot is right around the corner, just waiting for us to come along and claim it.  For “Crimes” of Humanity we give thanks.  Blesséd Be, and Amen.