My favorite metaphor is the Fool in the tarot. How embarrassing to be called a fool. But who is a fool? Is he not that marvelous open, unafraid, loving being, who blesses all and loves all, and is willing to take chances, to explore to not be cowed by life’s “problems”. Would we not all love to go back to that beginning time when we loved unconditionally, and believed that everything would work out well. Happiness was just about doing and being. We were there. Being The Fool is what it could be all about.