Flying over the Ohio River below Evansville, along the border of Indiana (left) and Kentucky (right and top), reveals truths of geology and a metaphor for life. As the newly risen, golden sunlight reflects off the river and riparian wetlands, we see prior courses and old banks marked in the arcs: the closer they are to the current stream, the newer the curving sediment deposits. Left to its own ways, the river eventually will take a shortcut across the neck, probably in a huge flooding episode over just a few days, an instant in geologic time. That will cut off the big loop and leave it as a slowly filling oxbow lake. Our own paths change courses too, sometimes abruptly, and we must choose when to either roll with the flow or get away from the raging torrent.