Riding on the train yesterday through many of the small towns and villages of New Jersey I was struck by the explosion of nature. Flowers and new plantings casts their myriad colors to form a palette that filled the human eye. Winter in its quiet retreat had allowed the earth to process seed into the vegetation that fills the landscape for the coming months. In essence this what happens in our lives. There are periods of dormant reflection when the seeds of new opportunities and goals seem to lie fallow. There appears to be a silence within us, but in fact there is always a churning that provides the opportunity of growth. Age or past do not limit the new growth, and achievements lie sometimes barely beneath the surface of our wills. The now beckons us to sleep no more, for the spring of new choices has arrived.